Dear 21 year old Brady: Be careful! He will come into Gambino's and tell you that you have nice legs (and believe him when he says it! Because your legs get WORSE but for some reason he really does like them!). You will fall and you will fall hard. And he will break your heart. But don't worry! He WILL be back. Stick by him and let him know you still want to be his friend. And don't worry about feeling like a stage 4 cling-on because you do that. It WILL pay off.
Dear 24 year old Brady: CHILL OUT!! He is going to propose. I PROMISE! But at Christmas time, go ahead and talk about how lucky the lady on the Zale's commercial is, even though you know you shouldn't be harping him about marriage and it starts a big fight. Oh, but make sure to say yes when he asks you to dinner in the middle of the fight. It's SUPER annoying and the last thing you want to do when you're fighting is go out to eat with him, but turns out he has a ring in his pocket and he gets down on one knee that night!
Dear 25 year old Brady: It does not matter if your reception tablecloths are linen or plastic. Nobody cares. Everything will get done in time for the big day and you'll have a million people willing to help. And it doesn't matter if nobody RSVPs. They'll still come, so just calm down. The wedding was beautiful and the honeymoon was even better, but the best and hardest years are yet to come. Relax while you can. Oh, and start cleaning the house now. It will NEVER be clean in the future. Seriously.
So here's to 3 years of wonderful and praying for many more. It's been a beautiful ride.