A Lot to Ask
It was a lot to ask of my best friend.
I called on a Monday, told her I was getting married that week on Friday. Would she be my maid of honor?
She could have said no. After all, it was her birthday, and she had a big party planned.
But, even though I rained on her parade, she went along with it anyway,
and we all celebrated together.
That is what true friendship is all about.
I miss you, Karen, my friend.