My Best Friend

29 Apr

I think I have said before that my best friend is Jenni. This statement is still true, though I might have to qualify it with this: she is my best girlfriend.  After all, she was my Maid of Honor.

Its nice to see how happy Jenni was for me

Jenni with her daughter Gabi

 

The night before my wedding, I went out with all of my bridesmaids at once. We sat in the lobby of the Sheraton here in Sioux Falls, and things felt… off.  People had travelled several hours that day or the day before, and were tired. Several of them had never met, or barely knew one another. These girls are normally a barrel of laughs, and I was expecting to have more fun than I did. As much fun as these girls are on a normal day and as much as I love them, I felt as if we were all out of sync.

See, they really ARE fun.

The off-ness felt disconcerting. I was staying the night with Stacy, Jessica, Kristin, and my friend Josh’s girlfriend Ty in the hotel. I tried to relax and sleep, but I felt awkward. I was nervous. I was missing Scott, When six thirty in the morning hit the clock, Ty and I walked out the door of the hotel and we headed to Scott’s house. I was blessed with a beautiful Midwestern sunrise that special morning,  and it temporarily soothed my heart.

I was reminded why I missed the Midwest. I knew, at that moment, I was home. Yet… that wasn’t enough.

When Ty and I walked in the door, Ty went to take a shower…. and I broke a rule.

I snuck into my groom’s bedroom, and snuggled with him in bed. I know, I wasn’t supposed to see him the morning of the wedding…. but… I needed him. We talked and enjoyed one another’s company It was in that early morning, when my closest girlfriends couldn’t calm my fears that I was held by the man I was going to marry that day, that I knew he was all  that I was ever going to need. I knew Scott was my best friend before…. but that day, it was impressed upon me that no matter what, he was going to be my primary (human) comfort. 

My girlfriends are important. They are treasures that enrich my life and provide support. But Scott… wow. As long as I have him, everything is ok. I am so blessed. My husband is my best friend as well.

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