G
For
Emily
&
Daniel
August
16, 2026 ·
The
Barn
at
Foxglove
Farm
·
Hudson
Valley
,
New
York
✦
Delivered
by
Sarah
Mitchell
ood
evening
,
everyone
.
For
those
of
you
who
don
’
t
know
me
,
I
’
m
Sarah
—
Emily
’
s
sister
,
former
roommate
,
and
the
person
who
has
been
stealing
her
sweaters
since
1996
.
I
’
ve
known
Emily
my
entire
life
,
and
I
’
ve
been
watching
her
love
story
for
almost
as
long
.
At
six
years
old
,
she
lined
up
her
stuffed
animals
in
a
perfect
row
and
made
them
raise
their
paws
before
she
’
d
let
anyone
speak
.
She
has
always
run
the
room
with
a
gentle
,
unmovable
hand
—
which
is
exactly
what
makes
her
so
good
at
everything
she
does
.
The
Emily
you
’
re
raising
a
glass
to
today
is
the
one
who
decorated
my
first
apartment
,
who
drove
four
hours
the
night
I
broke
my
ankle
,
who
remembers
what
you
were
nervous
about
and
checks
in
a
week
later
to
ask
.
And
yes
—
she
has
been
crying
since
the
first
dress
fitting
.
Then
there
’
s
the
Emily
that
Daniel
brought
out
.
I
met
Daniel
three
years
ago
,
on
a
rainy
Saturday
hike
Emily
had
been
nervous
about
.
She
came
home
that
night
with
mud
on
her
boots
and
a
look
I
had
never
seen
before
.
“
I
think
I
just
met
someone
,”
she
said
, “
who
hears
everything
I
don
’
t
say
.”
And
that
was
it
.
[
pause
]
Daniel
,
you
make
my
sister
laugh
in
a
way
that
starts
in
her
eyes
before
it
reaches
her
mouth
.
You
’
re
the
reason
she
now
has
opinions
about
football
,
the
reason
there
’
s
a
dent
in
the
passenger
seat
from
your
dog
’
s
harness
,
the
reason
she
asks
for
the
window
seat
so
you
can
have
the
aisle
.
You
’
re
good
to
her
in
the
quiet
,
unglamorous
ways
that
count
—
and
for
that
,
our
whole
family
loves
you
.
What
I
love
most
about
the
two
of
you
is
that
you
’
re
not
just
in
love
—
you
’
re
partners
.
You
make
tacos
at
midnight
and
sing
badly
on
purpose
.
You
give
each
other
space
to
grow
,
and
then
you
somehow
grow
in
the
same
direction
.
That
’
s
rare
.
It
’
s
the
thing
people
spend
a
lifetime
looking
for
,
and
you
’
ve
already
found
it
.
So
,
if
I
may
,
three
small
wishes
for
your
marriage
:
[
raise
your
glass
]
May
you
always
split
the
last
dumpling
,
never
fight
over
it
.
—
May
you
keep
collecting
inside
jokes
no
one
else
is
allowed
into
.
—
May
your
table
always
be
a
little
too
full
,
and
may
you
keep
choosing
each
other
—
especially
on
the
days
when
choosing
is
hard
.
—
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Emily
,
you
were
my
first
friend
and
my
first
favorite
person
—
the
standard
I
measure
everyone
else
by
.
Daniel
,
thank
you
for
loving
her
the
way
she
has
always
deserved
.
To
yesterday
,
to
today
,
and
to
every
quiet
Tuesday
after
this
one
.
To
you
both
.
Cheers
.
2 / 2
