A Wedding, 10 years later

I wanted to post on this subject before hand.

I am going to a wedding this afternoon. Well in a few minutes I am leaving. It's the wedding of Spaghetti's co-worker, and the bride to be...

My friend, my enemy, my best friend, my we-don't-talk-but-still-cool friend, my best friend, my enemy, and now my we've-been-through-so-much-hate/bestfriend-ness-but-now-were-cool again friend.

I am excited for them. Then deserve this. They started dating a few months after me and Spaghetti. 10 years ago. It's insane on how much, and what Spaghetti and I have done in this past decade. And they have been on the same page for so long!

I know each relationship is different. And I knew in my heart, after all they have been through, that they would be together in the end.

But if only it wouldn't have taken 10 years to make it all happen. I guess I am just so happy that Spaghetti and I knew what we wanted, and we went for it. We did get married young, I was almost 23 and he was just 25. We didn't want kids for another 5 years, and everything went according to our time line.

We compromised, talked and planned way back when we were 23 and 25. It worked for us.

Now this day is here, and my friend, we will call her AM, is finally getting ready for her big day. I hope it is everything that she wants, and it's what she deserves. I hope her day goes as smooth as it can. And that everyone remembers it's there day.

I will post again on this later, I just wanted to post my before feelings... and I know you will read about the after. There are many stories behind my relationship with not only the bride and groom, but most of the wedding party. Oh I forgot to mention that I went to H.S. with the groom, so who knows who will be there... gulp...

(to be continued)