Ladies and gentlemen.
This weekend, my very best friend is getting married. And I could not be more excited for her.
I have known Stacey since I started school. I remember sitting next to her in the circle, maybe because we were sitting in alphabetical order. I introduced myself, and was quickly told that I couldn't be her best friend, because a girl named Amanda knew her longer.
And all these years later, we are all still friends.
Stacey is my sister in all sense of the word. We have complained about countless guys, and I'm sure there have been tears. There have been countless nights out which has started to include alcohol as we grew up. The most special part of our sisterhood is that no matter how much time passes that Stacey and I don't talk to each other, we pick up right where we left off; chatting away like two little girls from all those years ago.
I remember the day that Stacey brought Brett over to meet everyone. We were having a party, and Stace was so nervous to introduce Brett to my Dad because she was introducing him to her other father. And my dad.....God he loved Stacey. He was so happy that she was getting married. He couldn't wait to make the journey to New Jersey to watch his other daughter get married.
I can't wait to see my very best friend, and sister get married this weekend. I am so honored to watch Stacey marry her best friend and be part of her very special day.
To Stacey, who I know is one of my number one readers: I know you are going to make the most beautiful bride. My dad is going to be right there, watching you with a huge smile on his face. I love you tons.
