Ed’s Note: One of Cicely and Damon’s best friends, Future Mrs. Brown, is marrying Mr. Brown, one of my fraternity brothers, on Saturday. Thus, Cicely’s penned this letter for her.
“Do you want to watch the ‘Last Dragon’?”
Eleven years after watching Bruce Leroy get the “glow” and whoop on Sho-nuff, we have maintained an untouchable bond. Who knew you could build a friendship off of the greatest movie of all time a good movie? But we have. You are truly my best friend and my sister. And now you’re getting married?!? What the hell?!?
I think I speak for all of the Divas, our circle of friends, when I say that we thought you’d be last one of us to get married. But here you are, two days away from jumping the broom. It’s all kind of surreal to see this day come, especially considering all that we’ve lived through.
We’ve laughed together, cried together and we’ve partied — sometimes, a little too hard — together. You and I are still the unmatched Cranium duo. There are so many crazy, yet fond, memories running through my mind as I write this. We know each other so well, which is what makes this weekend, especially your day, that much more special.
I am so proud of you, chica. You have grown so much over our 11-year sisterhood. You have weathered unimaginable storms with grace and class, growing into a woman whom I admire.
And because of the woman you’ve become, now you’ve found him — your life partner, your husband. Hopefully, you’ve made sure that Mr. Brown knows that he gets a bevy of beautiful, pushy, opinionated women in his little Katrina package. We’re gonna be there, and he has no choice.
We’ll be there Saturday to make sure that you don’t have to go Bridezilla on a fool have the wedding of your dreams. We’ll be there when he talks you down and you’re finally ready to pop a “Bun Brown” out of the oven. We’ll be there when you two decide to take up a new residence, wherever that may be. We’ll be there.
Never forget, as I said at the shower, that he loves you, but we love you, too (and first :)). I want nothing but happiness for the both of you. Good luck!
P.S. Jesus, Lord! You’re getting married! (Sorry. It’s still hard for me to believe.)