IN A HEARTBEAT
It poured rain the day we got married. By then I didn’t care, though a few days earlier I would have probably gone bridezilla if someone had warned me about the weather forecast. By the time our wedding day dawned, we had done everything we could to make sure the day was as perfect as possible and would go as smoothly as possible, and I had given up responsibility for the things I had no control over. Everyone kept telling us that it was good luck that it was raining, anyway. It was most important to me that we have...