Tempest in a Teapot

Five years ago, I was standing in a dressing room at church, shaking like a leaf. Hours and hours of planning and it was finally The Day.

I started to panic: What was I thinking? How could I possibly be getting married?! I was only 28, for pete’s sake. Surely that’s too young. Surely I’m too immature. Is it too late to call things off?! ACK.

All I can say is THANK GOD I made it down that aisle. J is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I love him more every year.