Have you been dreaming about your wedding day basically forever? I did. 

Pictured right: My sister and I ages approximately four and six. Just a typical day around the house... I am dressed in a full length, polyester bridal gown, carrying my mom's bouquet wearing my grandma's veil which shows sign's of being well loved. These things were not preserved, safely tucked away in boxes in the deepest, darkest parts of a closet. They were in a vintage dress-up trunk that sat at the foot of our bunk beds among tutus, sequined get-ups, and my aunts' old prom dresses. 

Depending on the day, Cathryn was my dedicated bridesmaid (dressed for the occasion in a rockin' 90s sweatsuit), or my partner in a grand ballet production, or sitting by my side watching Disney movies in formal gowns. My oldest friend.

....and then there were three. 

Three girls. Three girly girls. 

Fifteen years later and these two stood beside me on my real, live wedding day. 

To them I am so grateful.