Chase and Brittany <3

As most of you know, my little brother got married last weekend.  This was an exciting, and emotional event not only because it was my favorite brother getting married, but also because the person he married has become one of my best friends.

I didn’t make a traditional speech on Saturday, partly because Chase and Britt had several other members of the bridal party making speeches (ALL of us were named Best Men and Maids of Honor), and partly because my little sister and I felt a musical act would be an appropriate way to show our love for the bride.   Carissa and I sang a horribly composed, and even more horribly performed song to the theme from Mamma Mia.  Appropriate, yes, but sentimental, probably not so much.

I think Chase and Britt know how I feel about them, because I’m not usually opposed to impromptu speeches, usually taking place at happy hours around NYC.  But still, I feel like I slighted them.  They haven’t heard my full version of the story…. or in wedding reception terms, my proper “maid of honor speech.”

Let’s start with my brother, the most generous, selfless person I know.  I’m not sure why I remember this, but when I was 8, and he was 6 and we found out my mom was pregnant with Carissa,  people would ask him if he wanted a brother or a sister [obviously he wanted a brother, what 6-year-old boy didn’t want a friend to play trucks with?], he would respond, “I want a sister to make Courtney happy.”   It was the sweetest gesture and I always secretly thanked him for wishing a sister upon our family.  When we got older, Chase still always had my back.  We would go out in town together often during college summers home, but at separate bars with our friends.  The plan was always to walk home together at the end of the night.  One time Chase went home early, and I stayed out for a while longer.  He didn’t want me coming home by myself, and we were too poor to afford cabs at the time, so he got on his bike at 3am, rolling a second bike next to him, and came into town to ride home with me.  We rode our way down the empty streets, laughing at events from the night, and also at my clumsiness after hitting a curb and flying over my handlebars… errr maybe the bicycle wasn’t the BEST idea!  My brother has the biggest heart, and the most patience of anyone I know.  There is nothing he wouldn’t do for someone he cares about.  Or even someone he doesn’t care about, for that matter.  He is my little brother, by technicality, but I can’t tell you how many times I’ve looked up to him as my role model.

Then there’s Brittany.  Nicknamed, Brittany Lauren Elizabeth Derek Nortney Jones.  I can honestly say I don’t remember a time when I didn’t know Britt.  It’s strange actually.  Usually you remember when a sibling starts dating someone… deciding whether you like them or not, the awkwardness of getting to know each other, etc. etc.  But no.  I went from not knowing Brittany, to being best buddies with Brittany.  That’s just the way she is.  She doesn’t allow you time to decide whether or not you like her, or want her dating your brother.  She jumps right in and makes you love her to pieces.  Britt grew up around the block from us, but moved to Florida with her family when she and Chase were in 6th grade.  She spent summers in Babylon, which is how she kept in touch with everyone.  I didn’t know her, until Chase’s senior prom, when she accompanied him “as friends…”  From there it was history.  It was Brittany in our backyard  during the summers sipping Hurricane 40’s & playing cards, or skipping down Deer Park Ave together, ripping off eyeglass garbage disposals.  She became a fixture at family parties, and a permanent sidekick.

Brittany is one of those people who will never let anyone she cares about slip through the cracks.  She is always the one to reach out during her lunch hour for a quick phone call to say hello while walking up Park Ave to grab a chicken kabob.  She’s the one who comes to all get-togethers armed with delicious drinks and homemade desserts galore, and the one who will be there, painstakingly waiting for you to finally cry on her shoulder when you’re going through a rough time.   She always knows what to say, even when you didn’t know you wanted to hear it.  I’ve thought of Brittany as a sister for a while now, not only because of how close we’ve become, but because I’ve come to realize that no matter how stupid I’ve acted, or what dumb thing I’ve said, she will always love me.  And that’s something I can only say about family.

Carissa, Chase and I shared a day together a couple of weeks ago, eating wings and drinking beers on the sidewalk of Hoboken, yelling YOLO at strangers walking by.  As the three of us don’t spend a ton of time together, we talked about everything and anything.  Of course, Chase and Britt’s upcoming wedding was a major topic of conversation.   Carissa and I expressed to Chase how happy we were that he was marrying someone we love.  I mean let’s be honest, it’s just as important WE love his wife, as it is that he loves her!  Chase said, “If I wasn’t going to marry Brittany…. well…. I don’t know who else I’d marry.”  We laughed.  And if you knew Chase, you’d get that.  He’s not always the best with his words.  But we knew what he meant.  They are soulmates.  And he couldn’t imagine his life with anyone besides Britt.   Neither could we.

This weekend, seeing both of our families merge as one, was such an exhilarating feeling.  I cannot wait until the next chapter, because whatever nieces and nephews I get from these two are going to be some amazing little people.  It’s so hard to put into words what two people so close to my heart mean to me, but I guess I just want to say thank you to Chase for being the best little brother ANY girl could ever wish for, and for finding the one girl who fits into our family so perfectly.  Wishing you guys a lifetime of happiness, love, babies, and endless adventures!

Good thing I didn’t say this “speech” at the wedding, because there’d be no time for dancing.  And Britt would NOT be happy about THAT. 🙂 Over and out.  ❤

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9 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Maureen Keny
    Jul 20, 2012 @ 21:48:56

    I love my new son and daughters. The best family ever. So very sweet. ” I am …..the luckiest! “

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  2. Courtney
    Jul 20, 2012 @ 22:19:42

    Court, I just cried. This I so sweet and I think any girl would DREAM of their future sister-in-law writing this about them. You are sweet and I love you lady! And thank you for not making this speech and makin more tears at the wedding 🙂 Mwah!!

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  3. 'Ontger
    Jul 20, 2012 @ 23:18:57

    Mamma Mia! You said it all! Every testimony of the pair is exactly the same. The rare couple you can’t help but love. So blessed to have been a witness to this event. It is so true about Chase saying he wouldn’t know who else to marry. He never once swayed. He vowed after just a year of dating her that he’d marry her. I marked his words and he never swayed. What a trait in a man. And Brittney, you hit it right on the head by saying how there is never a start time concerning where the relationship began… it just always was…. She is a down to earth, an easy to love spirit and it will be awesome to see their future expand!

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  4. 'Ontger
    Jul 20, 2012 @ 23:21:36

    PS can you post the lyrics to the parody?

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  5. Meowlissa
    Jul 21, 2012 @ 09:05:44

    Awwww!!! So sweet! I love your family ❤ congrats to Brittany and chase!!!!

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  6. Andy
    Jul 21, 2012 @ 22:28:48

    OK, I can see the keyboard now. I’m so grateful that we’re all one big loving family!
    Love you all.

    Reply

  7. melstein
    Jul 23, 2012 @ 12:04:18

    congrats to a beautiful couple! court, love the entry! xoxoxo

    Reply

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