to the guy marrying my best friend -
I still remember when she brought up your name with me. Wait, you mean the guy we went to high school with? I was a bit confused, but decided to hear her out and listen to the story. It started with a “should I reply?”, followed by a couple days later with a “should I go to dinner with him?”, followed by a week later with a “I think I kinda like him”.
She was sold.
But if I’m being completely honest, I was not.
And please understand, this had nothing to do with you. She could be going on a date with Brad Pitt and I’d be concerned (okay, probably not the best example, but you get the point). She’s my best friend, and when her heart is on the line, it’s my job to make sure it’s in good hands.
She told me about how sweet you were, how easy the conversation was with you, and how great of a father you were to your daughter. You checked off pretty much every box that she ever created to keep a safe distance away from men. And in you walked, and down came her walls.
She was ready.
But if I’m being completely honest, I was not.
And again, this had nothing to do with you. She was always the person that I knew I could call on at any time to chat with about problems, or even drop by her house unannounced to just hang out and begrudgingly watch the ID Channel. We could go on walks, go to the gym, go eat terrible food, drive around and jam out to ridiculous music that literally no one else drives around and jams to. And even though I was so happy to see her smile so much whenever she talked about you, I knew that meant our friendship was going to change.
And that was really, really difficult.
During all this time, I kept a watchful eye on you. Searching for, I don't know, something. An excuse to not like you for taking my best friend away from me, probably. But I couldn’t find anything. You treated Aryn the way I had always hoped someone would. You are the person that created the mirror so that she could see how beautiful, worthy, and special she is. You filled a void in her life that could only be filled by you.
And eventually, I was sold.
And finally, I was ready.
In just a few days, you two will marry. And I couldn’t be any happier that you both chose one another. All I ask is to cherish her, support her, challenge her, encourage her, and love her deeply, passionately, and unconditionally. And maybe, remind her to call her best friend every so often.
