I've been so worried about everything the last few months. I'm sure my husband and children were ready to pull their hair out! (Worried about Bree's dress and shoes, worried about the date and time, worried about announcements, worried that no one will show, worried about the house being clean, worried about what to serve afterwords, etc.) I'll be the first to admit that I shouldn't have worried so much. I don't know why I made everything so difficult.
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