Every time I see your photos of Allan and I, I actually want to cry. I just keep thinking about how far we’ve come in three years, and how five years ago I never would have believed I could ever be so loved, or so happy.

FEELINGS.

She made me tear up reading that text. Emma and I have been friends for over a decade, seeing each other go from awkward teenagers to, well, a little awkward but still decidedly more confident twenty-somethings.

We’ve been friends while across the country from each other, both used to making sure we’d be in the best place for cell reception when it was phone date time, or remembering to pick up when the California number called because it’s really Google phone. We’ve spent hours & hours laughing over how ridiculous life can be or lending a (sometimes long-distance) shoulder to cry on. I can’t imagine doing life without Emma.

And now, even after years of us proclaiming the ridiculous, albeit wonderful, nature of FEELINGS, I can’t imagine Emma without Allan.

He’s the kind of man you pray God sends into your best friend’s life. Allan is genuine, honest, and doesn’t beat around the bush. He puts others before himself, especially Emma. He serves her as if she was a queen and reminds her about the bigger picture when life is overwhelming.

And he buys her flowers just because it’s Wednesday.

I’m so excited for these two to be getting married in June, ohmylanta. Yes, I’m Emma’s maid of honour. And yes, I’m also photographing their wedding. Photographer of honour, as Em likes to call it. Pray for me ;)