My Best Friends' Wedding

She and I grew up together – we’re like family – only more interlinked because there’s choice in there too. So now, after 30 years of knowing one another, we both understand one another – inside and out.

It’s not that we didn’t have our ups and downs. I was a jealous friend in our teen years, possibly because I had so few friends and wanted to hold on to what I had – but my behaviour was childish, even for a child. And we had growing pains in early adulthood mainly because I felt like wallpaper. But in the end, we always chose to return to our friendship, even when we were no longer bribed with frozen yoghurt by our parents to do so.

She’s the type of friend who, when I rock up to her hotel on her wedding day, crying my eyes out (because of sleep deprivation among other things), takes the time to comfort me, even though it’s her wedding day and surely I could get it together to be excited and put my personal stuff aside for one day. But that’s her, she’s generous that way.

And so it was on a perfectly beautiful sunny day, my kind-hearted friend married the man she has been with for 7 years on their anniversary. The ceremony was funny (in a good way), light hearted and full hearted and completely them. I was so pleased that I was a bridesmaid and could see (and hear) the whole thing from only a short distance away.

We (the bridesmaids) stood with our feet in the ocean while they had their photos taken, holding parasols that she had imported from San Francisco, because she’s a details person and all the details made it all the more special – from the parasols, to the table decorations, to the cupcakes she made herself:

I made bad jokes, but luckily we are birds of a feather and the other bridesmaids seemed to enjoy my bad jokes.

She’s also the type of friend who would drop off some of the left over cupcakes on her way to her honeymoon because I mentioned that I regretted not stealing them from the reception.

Now if I could just convince her to have a baby, we could realise our childhood dream of having children who could play together . . .

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