Maybe One Day

I feel as if I have been saying this a lot lately and I feel it's true (either in my heart or in my mind but never at the same time). But maybe one day it will be my turn. Today was Kierstin's wedding and I couldn't be happier for her. It is truly a huge step in her life and I couldn't hope nothing but the best for her or Kent. It just seems like every wedding lately I can't help but think that I want it to be my turn. But instead of focusing on all the negative things that I need to fix in mylife in order for this event to happen I would like to focus on the positives of Kierstin and I's relationship.

I first met Kierstin moving into Kensington Apts in Rexburg, Idaho. One of my first memories of her was the fact that she spilt laundry soap all over her room. It was pretty funny.
She was best friends with Jessie and Lindsey and I felt that I would never fit in with them but Kierstin made sure to make me one of her friends. And I appreciate that more than anything.
I remember doing her geography homework for her or with her- depends on how you would like to look at it.
We had jello eating dates just her and me. A different color each time.
I could walk into her room on various occasions and find her in her robe laying on her bed eating popcorn.
She loves naps.
She loves the gospel and set the example of reading scriptures to me.
When she had a bad day or was going through a horrible break up I would always drop everything and give her an ear and a shoulder. Then we would head to Little Ceasers and get 2 pizzas. One with cheese for me and one without for her.
She has some serious allergies. She can't eat anything. :)
I tried pasta with bbq sauce on it so she wouldn't eat alone. It didn't taste awful but it wasn't my favorite and I haven't had it since.
When her asthma got the best of her I would pound on her back and help stuff loosen up inside her. I felt like I was going to break her but she's still in one piece.
She was there for me when I had emotional breakdowns about friends from back home or the nursing program and how screwed up it is.
She drives a manual car and I love that about her.
She loves children and will be a fantastic teacher to her 2nd graders and to all those children that she will come into contact with.
I will not forget the talks that we had about the wedding night and how scared she would be and that the fact of marriage terrified her. (It no longer does thankfully)
I know that, because of our friendship, she will be a fantastic mother whenever she decides to have kids.
The fact that she asked me to go wedding dress shopping with her. It made me feel special and I was glad that I could provide company for her.
The memory that I will have of her and Kent walking out of the temple after getting sealed together for time and all eternity.
The hug and the picture that I got with her at the reception will mean more to me than she'll realize.

Today I gave over one of my best friends to a boy and I am more than glad to have done it. I hope that one day I will be able to follow in her footsteps. Kierstin thank you for being such a good example to me.