Yesterday was 22nd September 2012. It'll be just another day to around 85% of the word. Yesterday,for me it was far from another day. I was a bridesmaid as i watched my best friend get married.
Em is 23 and shes been with Gibbo for 7 years. Their love is the kind that belongs in fairytales. It's unfaltering, unselfish and gives the rest of us singletons hope for something better. I couldn't have been more thankful for being able to play a part in what was such a beautiful wedding. As she's now a wife, I'll have to muster up the strength to cope with not being able to drive 5 mins down the road for a film and a chat, but instead to jump on the train to her new house. It sounds sad but i feel sad, selfish i know, but I miss her already and she hasn't even left for her honeymoon yet.
So Em, this is for you:
From the days we spent in Science, realizing that Biology wasn't our life calling, you have been a constant and consistent presence in my life. In 6th form when we used to drive to tesco so you could get a roll and packet of crisps for lunch because 'it's all that you need' or when you asked ' do your eyes feel wet? my eyes feel wet' I knew that was it. I was going to force you to be my friend. Over the years you have given me the best advice, you're the wisest, most poised and elegant person i know. When other people encourage me to make stupid decisions because 'you only live once' you're always on the other side, actually looking out for what's best for me. You've got me through some of the most horrendous times by being so graceful and trying to instill that in me, rising above to be the bigger person is something that I've learnt from you. You take the opportunities which present themselves as things that will make you stronger, happier, better and encourage me to do the same. It goes without saying that you are beautiful, you only need to see pictures of you yesterday to see that. But it goes deeper than that, you have one of the biggest hearts of anyone I know, and you're always willing to lend someone a helping hand. Your fascination with Starbucks both astounds and impresses me, the image of you were sipping on a iced latte on your way down the aisle on your wedding rehearsal will stick with me for an age. Your lasagna is the stuff of legends, always served with garlic bread and white wine, or when we fancied a change, the leftover aromas lingering from our indian takeaway boxes. Gibbo is in for a (gluten free!) treat, he's landed a bloody awesome chef for a wife.
In every aspect Gibbo is the luckiest man, you're already his best friend, but now, you're his wife, and I know that you will keep those vows, promises of a love that is timeless. You are my best friend, thank you.
I love you
<3
