my best friend's wedding
TOMORROW will be the day of days...
My long time friend will be getting hitched at his parents' beautiful home and gardens in Oregon. Since I was out of town when the invites went out they've rspv-ed me all on their own in hopes of my attendance. A friendly reminder call was made last week in his usual upbeat and undaunted voice. Completely understanding toward the possibility of my not being able to attend, he still suggests that we all get together for a bbq when they get back from their honeymoon. Woah, wait! He's going to be a married man beginning... TOMORROW.
He's really been a stable friend over the past few years of growing into adulthood. The one who was there through thick and thin... the one to pick me up and cart me off to some interesting location or event whenever I came into town... the one eager to call and catch up on how things were going... He's getting married... TOMORROW.
I like his fiancee, she's a nice gal... I think she likes me too. Of course, I don't think she knew that his mom was always trying to get him and I together from the start of our friendship around eight years ago... but well, lucky for her (and well, probably all of us) we never went down that road together. Perhaps that is how we are able to be such pals even up until this day? I don't know... it's kinda weird, come to think about it. I was always sure he'd go and get married before me... hands down, not argument there. Me, I had college, the training, and whatever else the Lord shall bring me through, but He, he just needed to finish college and have a year or so of work under his belt and he would be snached by the best of 'em. He's a fine man. Ok, it's probably sounds weird for you all to read that, but it's true. He is a fine man. He's got a great head on his shoulders. He's practical and has a good heart. He's funny. He's active. He's even got some creativeness... not bad... not bad for a man. *grin*
What can I say, but Matt, you're an awesome friend. Thank you for all these years. I wish you all the best in your married life.
My long time friend will be getting hitched at his parents' beautiful home and gardens in Oregon. Since I was out of town when the invites went out they've rspv-ed me all on their own in hopes of my attendance. A friendly reminder call was made last week in his usual upbeat and undaunted voice. Completely understanding toward the possibility of my not being able to attend, he still suggests that we all get together for a bbq when they get back from their honeymoon. Woah, wait! He's going to be a married man beginning... TOMORROW.
He's really been a stable friend over the past few years of growing into adulthood. The one who was there through thick and thin... the one to pick me up and cart me off to some interesting location or event whenever I came into town... the one eager to call and catch up on how things were going... He's getting married... TOMORROW.
I like his fiancee, she's a nice gal... I think she likes me too. Of course, I don't think she knew that his mom was always trying to get him and I together from the start of our friendship around eight years ago... but well, lucky for her (and well, probably all of us) we never went down that road together. Perhaps that is how we are able to be such pals even up until this day? I don't know... it's kinda weird, come to think about it. I was always sure he'd go and get married before me... hands down, not argument there. Me, I had college, the training, and whatever else the Lord shall bring me through, but He, he just needed to finish college and have a year or so of work under his belt and he would be snached by the best of 'em. He's a fine man. Ok, it's probably sounds weird for you all to read that, but it's true. He is a fine man. He's got a great head on his shoulders. He's practical and has a good heart. He's funny. He's active. He's even got some creativeness... not bad... not bad for a man. *grin*
What can I say, but Matt, you're an awesome friend. Thank you for all these years. I wish you all the best in your married life.
posted by mlejane at 11:20 PM
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oh wendy, I wasn't IN LOVE with Matt. He was a very good friend... and still is. I'm just lucky to have friends like that... especially in a guy.
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