Eryn Hannah Roberts MANNING

Fall of our junior year of college, our best friend Hannah starting hanging out with a boy named Marc. Every day.

"We're just friends," she would say.

Please.

Soon, Hannah figured out what we knew was happening all along. Between classes we would often sit on campus at the benches outside Spidle Hall and each lunch, and I remember every detail of the day Hannah told me she thought she loved this boy. I put down my sandwich, took Hannah's hand and thought to myself, you need to remember this moment so that you can retell it in a toast at Hannah's rehearsal dinner one day. We hugged. I cried. It was a tender moment.

Han, two and a half years later, we are dying to not be giving toasts at your rehearsal dinner tonight and to not be standing beside you at the alter tomorrow. We are there in spirit! Quite literally. We haven't stopped thinking about it since the second we got out of bed this morning and don't plan on stopping until Sunday when it's all said and done.

For memory's sake, let's take a look at some of the good times.

remember when we found this turtle on the side of the road and picked it up with a towel?

your first kiss

your previous life as a middle school P.E. coach (and meagan's as.........)

snow days in Auburn!

I don't know what memory this is, but it's a cute picture.

getting stuck in traffic for 3 hours on the way to Knoxville and howling like wolves

Hannah, we are SO happy for you and love you and miss you and wish you the happiest of wedding days! 

And since we are missing your wedding day, we decided to make up for it by coming on your honeymoon. See you there!