I had a dream last night that you were getting married. You were moving out of one dwelling and into another, and I was helping you, but I didn’t realize you were getting married.
Should I buy a dress?
I wrote her back:
Buy the dress. We will find the guy to match the dream.
Kathryn is the kind of friend who not only helps you move in dreams, but she bakes cookies, and cupcakes with lots of butter frosting. And plans delicious and decadent dinners. And reviews your resume, line by line, when you’re across the country. And when you get in the car with her to go somewhere, you must be very mindful of your driving because she will get you laughing so hard that your car will float up, up, up. And then where will you be?
You’ll be with Kathryn, that’s where.