So I’ve been whining about bridal drama for more than a year now.
My dress is too big....
The flowers are too expensive...
My future in-laws are nuts...
My fiancé shaved off his eye-brows (yes, this is a true story, but best told in another post)...
For the past year, these troubles have trumped everything else and made me take absolute pity on myself.
However, last night I received news that a family member was diagnosed with terminal cancer and was given no more than three months to live.
This news came after my first dress fitting where the best seamstress in the area performed magic on my once baggy gown and has already managed to turn into it the dress of my dreams.
And this news came just before I got home and had three massive packages waiting for me that held fantastic and thoughtful wedding gifts from some unexpected sources.
I suddenly felt completely guilty for even thinking that I had problems when in reality, I don’t think my life could get any better.
As I unwrapped our new wedding gifts, which consisted of beautiful, new wine glasses, I began to pray for a wonderful man’s life and realized that its time for me see the glass as half full.
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