I've started having a recurring dream (nightmare) that on my wedding day the heaven's open and the worlds greatest thunderstorm ensues leaving me in dismay with no clue how to fix the situation. I don't know what I'm more scared of when it comes to this dream; the fact that it might come true or the fact that I'm already having nightmares about my hypothetical wedding that will hopefully only take place in at least another ten years or so. I think it's safe to say I'm a worrier.
That's why this wedding has me not only in aw at it's beauty but also sighing in relief. A plan can be made and your day can still be special even if the weather gods are not on your side.
I probably should start worrying about world politics and the education crisis instead of having things like this keep me up at night. Oops.