Learning to Toast

“So do you know what you’re going to say for your wedding toast?” my dad asked me as he gave me a ride to my hair appointment yesterday morning.

“Yeah. I’ve been practicing it with the dog. She’s very attentive and licks my hand whenever I tear up.”

“Why do you tear up?”

“Because sometimes it’s hard not to when you say what you really feel.”

My dad nodded in understanding. “Well, I’ll be your first human audience then. Go ahead. Lay it on me.”

“Okay,” I said, taking a deep breath. “There are two kinds of soul mates. The first kind is the love of your life, and the second kind, or kinds, are the friends who make up the fabric of who you are…”

Tears started to roll down my cheeks. My dad reached over and licked my hand.

“Ewww! What are you doing?!?” I said, snatching it back.

“Well, it looked like you needed a little encouragement,” he said with a devious smile.

Thanks to my dad my wedding toast went very well.