But that night he and I sat on the stairs and talked until he irrevocably had my blessing to marry her. Not that he really needed it, but it sure didn't hurt. We went to exchange numbers at the end of our chat in case we needed to get in touch while Cate was away for the summer.
"Looks like she already gave me your number. Look, 'Matt Cate,'" I said. And in a sincerity that altogether describes why he still gets the 6 best husbands my best friends have ever found award, he said, "Don't you think that I can be known just for being Matt now?" And so he became Matt Matt, a term which I accidentally googled today as I was headed to those very same steps at BYU at the same time of evening. So Cate and Matt, here is a shout out for being such a great match, for figuring out how to do law school when law school was hard, and for all in all being as we called it then, "super fabulous awesome great."