They met at a wedding. Her cousin was getting hitched. He was there to support his fraternity brother.
The rest was history.
I remember my first encounter with Emily. Josh had invited her to the annual Derby party all us friends have attended the past several years. He introduced her to the mass of party goers and as most parties would have it, us ladies ended up huddled together, talking, laughing and making the best of everything that was happening around us. I’m not sure how much time I spent with Emily that day, but I was impressed. I told Josh that same afternoon that he needed to hang on to her, she’d make him a better man.
I meant it. Every word.
They dated, they courted and then they married. A wedding that I could not let myself miss. I was in the process of knocking my strep throat to the curb while everyone around me danced and smiled and enjoyed the celebration to the fullest. That was three years ago this month.
Surround yourself with people who aren’t afraid to share their dreams, dance without music or laugh at themselves.
The conversations, stories and memories you walk away with are priceless.