They said my wedding was “too far to travel.” sent…

to lean on, the odds were not in her favor.

I flew back to California that evening, leaving the humid shadows of Savannah behind for good.

A week later, Marcus and I were back in Monterey, the same city where those two chairs had sat empty fourteen months earlier. We set the table for a small dinner party. Not a spectacular gala for two hundred strangers,continue reading …