We finally say I do

John always says to me that he knew we would be here one day, and that I am not as wise so I didn't know as early as he did, and so began the "I'm always right, and you're usually wrong" confidence in him in our relationship. It is one of life's blessing to be able to marry your best/oldest friend and here I am, gifted with such a man who has made/makes/and will continue making me feel loved in ways I never knew I deserved. Im sure, like many others, I believe our love story is one of a kind, the everlasting type, and the most beautiful (no but it really is I promise) My father would have been happy with the man I have chosen, or rather the man who has chosen me. Though I will never know what it is like for my father give me away, I know he approves because when I first introduced John to him as my bf, my dad told me as he chuckled, that he used to see John when he was younger, sneaking flowers and bday cakes to my doorsteps and then running/hiding from him when he would open the door. He told me he used to see it all, John hiding behind bushes in fear...and that he knew John has loved me for a long time, so I know he will be smiling down at us. I am beyond excited to finally wobble down the aisle like a penguin into the arms of my bestest friend, and to have everyone we love join us on our special day!

“You can’t make this stuff up”. When it comes to our story, you really can’t make it up. We met in the 8th grade, where we happened to sit next to each other in homeroom. We instantly became friends and went onto the same high school where our friendship grew even stronger. She would call me at home almost everyday after school just to talk before 56k and AOL existed. As we became best friends, it was too common of an occurrence where people accused us of secretly dating. I think it’s funny that as young teens, I remember Tina telling me one day that if neither of us are married by the age of 30, that we would just marry each other. I agreed and so the pact was made. It’s just crazy to look back on that day and realize where we would end up now. As we became closer, our bond would then be challenged by us now going to college. That’s where I believe that the void of not having my best friend around really made me develop strong feelings for her. I’d go up to visit her on occasions to try and woo her and even felt like some special guest because everyone already knew who I was, realizing that she talked about me regularly. But just like any long distance relationship, inevitably she would have her college boyfriends. So I returned back home to NYC totally rejected, only to be haunted by her drunk dialing me, saying how much she missed me. The song “Lips of an Angel” by Hinder come to mind. Eventually she returned home and after living through a couple of k-drama episodes later, she ultimately couldn’t resist my charms any longer. The rest is history. Now I consider myself a realist/pragmatic person, but us being best friends, school sweethearts and eventually getting married sounds like a story book ending. Call it a story you read in a book or call it a romcom you watched. Whatever you want to call it, this story you just can’t make up. All I know is I’m marrying my soulmate, if there is such a thing, and if there isn’t, there is now. Y’all are witnessing greatness!