I knew I had learned a secret to a long and satisfying life when I upset The Wedding Witches. Even more, I knew it was my soon-to-be husband who was responsible for teaching me the lesson.
The Wedding Witches were unimpressed with my bridal party. To call them a bridal party is perhaps to overstate matters. Bridal crew may be more apt, in large part because they are the hoodlums who renamed the wedding coordinators, kind women, I’m sure, The Wedding Witches.
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