Every time I look at her face I couldn’t keep my self from feeling bliss. Her smile surmounts everything else around me—she IS very happy. And I am ever joyful for her—for them. I love her and wanted only the best for her. She is my sister. My dear friend. My beloved Teeny. And as she nears that aisle, I rejoice with her. My best wishes to my best friend.
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