I can't help but wonder if my sister is realizing how one's wedding is really never one's own wedding. I'm sure everybody and their uncle is trying to plan for her, take over the decorations, etc. David and I only got married in front of family out of respect for them, really. I mean, we were literally minutes away from going to a JP- the appointment was already made, but we decided at the last moment that it wouldn't be fair to everyone (in at least my family- and of course to his parents) not to throw an actual wedding.

My sister's going to have to find a happy medium between letting people (like my grandma, for example) "help", and knowing when to say "this is MY day! I want it like THIS!" I had to kiss some serious ass at my own wedding to make certain people feel appreciated for all of their help. Don't get me wrong. I love my grandma, and she was a great help to me! (And the dress she made me was killer!) But still, the day had some dark moments I'd rather forget. I think it really is easier to just elope.