I wouldn’t want to go back to being a young couple, that’s for sure. I had my moment in the sun, my chance to bask in the carefree bliss of engagement and young-couplehood, and I far prefer the stability and predictability that comes with being married for a while.
But when I watched my dear little starry-eyed sister and her equally starry-eyed chassan, I felt a twinge. Was it jealousy? I don’t think so. It was more like the feeling of longing you experience when you recognize something precious that was once yours, but has long been forgotten.
The night after my sister’s vort, I lay awake trying to identify what my sister had that I no longer did. I could think of many things I had that she didn’t — at least not yet: the firm knowledge that my husband and I were truly compatible; a solid relationship that had proven its resilience through happy times and not-so-happy times; the trust that comes from having repeatedly experienced a spouse’s loyalty and devotion; and the invisible bond that allows a couple to share thoughts and feelings without saying a word.
So what was it that my sister had that I didn’t?
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