Julie.

4 years ago, I moved to St. George, Utah.
I had no friends.
Then a girl in my ward ended up taking me to soccer conditioning one early morning at 6 A.M.
And we've been friends ever since.

She was my first friend here in STG.
EVER.
Followed by our other bestie Ryan.
We went through everything in high school.
Soccer.
Rush/Club Soccer.
Friends.
Dances.
Boys.
Boys.
Boys.
Trips.
Boys.

Occasionally we went to California with our other bestie Ryan.

We did crazy things at SUU Camp.

EFY and Ward Activities were always enjoyable.

Spring Break '09= DISNEYLAND.

I can't tell you how many countless movies we watched in her basement Junior year.

She graduated with all of them and left me behind.

This girl was with me through thick and thin.
I can't tell you how many long talks and girls nights we had.
She's one of the few people who's seen every side of me and still loves me.
She's amazing at EVERYTHING she sets her mind to.
And I just love her to death.

Yesterday, she was married.
And it was the MOST BEAUTIFUL wedding.
I cried on multiple occasions.

Friday night before she got married, she called me.
And we talked for a little bit on the phone.
She told me this was our last conversation when she wasn't married.
And I hung up the phone and started crying.
My mom heard me sniffling and came in and told me to stop.
She said Julie wasn't dead.
Just married.
You know what?
She's right.
And I couldn't be more happy for her.

Jules.
I love you to death.
Happy marriage to you and Verle.
He's a lucky guy.
Have a blast in Cali.
I'll see you soon.

Love you. :]
..chelle..