Shame

My Mother just received Bei Bei's wedding photos, and of course she forwarded to me. Unbeknownst of the awkward and childish situation I've created between me, and the Woman in the photographs who is hugely responsible for shaping me into the person I am today.
It's been very difficult for me to browse through these photos of her on her wedding day, taken in the hometown of Qingdao. I see her happiness, and my inability to be happy for her simply because I disapprove of the husband. As if it was any of my business.
The future is unclear as to where this momentous occasion will take her. Will she stay in China? Or will she begin her married life with her husband in Holland? --where I possibly will never again lay eyes upon the Woman whom I owe my greatest debt?

Sorry Bei Bei, I've failed you as your younger brother who is supposed to support you.