You called us Your Girls... You love us like the sisters you never had. Youve been the protective big brother, the pain in the ass colleague, the old man roommate, the plus one date by which all other men would be measured and a loyal friend through the good, the bad and the ugly! We will cross paths again my dear Brian L Henry. You will hold court as you do with your wicked and unmatched sense of humor telling a story like no other can. And all who are privileged to be in your presence will be bursting with laughter, trying not to pee our pants as the perfectly made dry and dirty martini runs from our noses and we try to catch our breadth. We will nosh on the meal you took four days to prepare, spend hours upon hours listening to every detail of how it was planned, prepped and prepared and sit in envy of your passion for the meal you have placed before us. We will hear in your stories the pride and pure joy your real girls have brought to your life and how nothing else matters or measures up to the gift of being their dad. You will again make everyone in the room feel as if they are the most special person and see each of us in a way weve never seen ourselves. And this time, you will see in each of our eyes just how much you are loved right back! Finally, when we cant take one more sip, eat one more bite or survive one more gut splitting story about the singles social you once braved and will never brave again....We will join hands, walk to the super sized, overstuffed sofa and make the grandest bellyflop where you will snore the loudest.... My favorite way you would end all great nights! Thank you for loving me, for the gift of your friendship. My life is richer because of you. Be at peace, nothing was left unsaid, unfelt or unheard. I love you my friend! ~lisa
Posted on: Sat, 20 Sep 2014 23:17:05 +0000
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