“You’ll still be able to get married even if you go insane,” my sister consoled me. “Other people will kick in and do the work.”
This is an actual conversation yesterday, which gives you a brief glimpse into my brushes with insanity.
But, while I’ve been shaky, everyone else seems quite stable. Packages appear in the mail, people show up to help, and hot drinks appear at my doorstep, and my sister arrives with breakfast casserole.
What a blessing!