To my future bridesmaids,

I may not have found my man, but I have found my wo-man. More like wo-men. Women. Multiple, because I can’t pick just one. I love all of you, and I can’t wait to have you by my side as I walk down the aisle.

This is a privilege. Only the best of the best have been chosen for this honor, be grateful. Count your blessings. You may be wondering why you’re chosen. Is it my lack of friends? Is there really no one else to chose from? Where are my biological siblings? No, I chose you. You are my people, and this moment can’t happen without you guys.

It all started from the beginning. It was rocky, I mean we were strangers, but the little rifts have made our friendship that much stronger. The number of firsts, the “remember that time when” moments, the late night talks have only made me appreciate our friendship that much more. You brought me my sweatshirt when I was cold, held my hair back in times of need, offered warm cuddles when I couldn’t hold back tears any longer, and have almost made me pee my pants of laughter more times than I can count. Even when we don’t get along over small things, I know at the end of the day that our friendship is worth more than any argument.

I had this “ah-ha” moment, where I looked around the room in the beginning of the year and it all became clear. You are the people that will be there until the end of the aisle and stand right next to me on one of the biggest days of my life. We were sitting in a circle, some of us too drunk to play the games, talking about the struggles of boys and college while counting how many M&Ms we could fit in our belly buttons. We reminisced on dancing in the basement trying to figure out how to properly ride a horse while getting inspiration from Channing Tatum in Magic Mike XXL.

From you guys, I have learned when to sorority squat, how to find the perfect lighting for selfies, and how to take a shot. From you guys, I have been educated on when to text back the boy you’re low-key obsessed with and you’ve also taught me when to move on. You have taught me that I’m worth more than that random frat boy, and that I deserve the attention of someone who matters, because I matter. You remind me constantly that I am more than I give myself credit for, whether I listen or not.

It’s weird to think about the type of friendships that I had before I met you. No friendship before college was as comprehensible as the one we’ve created since walking into our new home. Thank you for telling me when my outfit doesn’t match and going above and beyond to make sure that I go to bed with a smile on my face. You give me confidence to be better, to work harder, and to hope for an even brighter future...especially one with you, my best friends...and preferably Zac Efron.