This girl has been sleeping in my bed ever since her Dad passed away. Yes, we have had interruptions, like her mission, but more than not she has been my bed buddy. We have laughed, cried, fought, shared sicknesses, and talked til the wee hours of the morning. I love this girl to pieces, and can't believe that in the morning she will become Mrs. Crowell, and will no longer be sleeping with her mom. I think my emotions are a little tender tonight.