I couldn’t understand why she wasn’t escorting the kallah to the chuppah

ITwas very important to me to attend the upcoming simchah of my close friend, Chava, who’d done so much for me over the years. When I was an almanah raising my young family, Chava had always been there for me, inviting me and my crew for Shabbos, making sure I had a ride to a shiur or simchah, and, most importantly, listening when I’d had a hard day. Now, I planned to arrive at the wedding early so I could help her with answering her phone and relaying messages, making sure she ate and drank, keep an eye out for relatives and friends she particularly wanted to talk to before the wedding, or anything else she needed.