Always a Bridesmaid

Sometimes Clichés exist because they are true.

ALWAYS A BRIDESMAID, NEVER A BRIDE. 

I have been a part of many a wedding party. As a matter of fact, I was a part of one this past weekend. 

I would like to say, with no bit of sarcasm,  that each of these women are so incredibly important to me and I would not trade sharing these days with them for ANYTHING.

There have just been quite a few of them... 

Here, I will let you have a glimpse.

This was my entry into the world of Bridesmaid-ery. I was 11.

It was my sister, Juliet, getting married.

It was momentous in that it was the first time 

I ever had my eyebrows plucked. 

This was my sister Rachel. I was 15. 

I've always loved this picture because my arm looks really toned.

This was my first venture into the friend realm, with my dear Denise. 

I was 21. Her wedding was the first of my college friends. 

This was my BFF from High School, Jessica. 

I was 20 here as well. 

This was my cousin, Heather, 

whom I ADORE more than anything. 

This was momentous in the fact that after learning to pluck my eyebrows, I got a little out of control with the tweezer. 

I was 21. It was the day after we both graduated from BYU. 

This was for my lovely friend Terese. 

(Notice there are some repeated faces here... LOVE these girls)

I believe I am 21 here. 

This was at my brother's wedding. I wasn't a bridesmaid here, but the brides maids bought their dresses at the Gap, so THIS happened....

This is my sister Brenda.  I was 25.  This was the first time I had to walk down the isle. I had to read a poem during the ceremony, and was so nervous! And I learned that I was a wedding crier. Big time.

This is my sister, Sarabeth. 

I wasn't an official bridesmaid for her either, as she didn't have any. However, I was her "lady in waiting" of sorts, helping her prep before the big walk down the isle.

 So if anyone could have been counted as a bridesmaid that day, I think it was me. 

I was 27.

And last, but definitely not least,

 we have Kathy. 

Kathy's wedding reaffirmed to me that

 I am a wedding crier. Big time. 

I was just so incredibly happy for her!    

So there you have it. 

Cliché's become so for a reason.

Always a Bridesmaid.