My amazing sister. She's so unbelievably lucky. On September 2, 2011, she gets to wear the most stunning dress, and get walked down the aisle by her amazing fathers (I think), and she gets to marry the man of her dreams. He's lucky too; she's freaking hot. Like sunlike hot. Back to the point.
She has given me the most amazing honor one could ask of a sister or best friend (and I'm hoping I'm both). She's asked, and I've accepted, the honor of standing up for her as her maid of honor. I'm humbled beyond words, and so grateful and sad at the same time. It's painful to be away from such a great part of her life, in this amazing journey over the next year. I want so badly to be there every step of the way, and I can't.
I'll elaborate more further, but the chicken mcnugget kick she got me on over the weekend is kicking my butt right now. Forever the planner than I am, I'm already thinking about the speech. I know how to start it, and where to go with it, and I can't wait to share this ridiculously special evening with them. I really can't. I want it to be this labor day. To celebrate the incredible love that they share, and to be there to start an incredible journey. To be a part of it. Words can't describe. It's easy to type....but to say it, out loud, in front of people that I love with every fiber of my being....yeah. I'm gonna need that tear duct surgery.
Molly. Thomas. I love you, and am happy beyond description. I'm so excited for you, and grateful that you've asked me to be a part of a day you'll never forget. You both mean the world to me and I couldn't be happier for you if I tried.
And I TOTALLY know what I'm getting you. And if you yell at me about it, I'll fight you. Even if you're the bride. :)
I love you both with ever fiber of my being, and I can't wait to be a part of your special day. Thank you. Truly, thank you.
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