It didn’t hit me on our wedding day. Not when I hurriedly wrote my vows that morning, or when I slipped my dress on, or when I saw him for the first time. Not even when we had our first kiss as man and wife, or when we scampered up the mountain together and laughed as a thunderstorm threatened to drown out our joy. It didn’t hit me as we flew to Mexico for our much-anticipated honeymoon, or when we... Read more