Newsflash: The wedding is back on. The boy has apologized. And apologized. And apologized yet again. I have accepted his apologies, and we've had a couple of good, long talks.
But I have to admit, I am a bit wary of future freak-outs. I always knew that he hated anger. But, dude. He never had a meltdown like that before. Now he's back to his usual happy, gentle, and slightly neurotic self. Therapy could be good for him.
Deep breath, in. Deep breath, out.
Many, many thanks for your advice and your support, by the way.
In other news: Two caterers that gave us proposals for the reception to celebrate our getting hitched asked if we were going to use either one of them, as their dates are filling up. So we finalized the reception for October 8th, and I’ve scheduled menu tastings in the next few weeks. We were going to have the party the preceding week. But that’s the same weekend of the Army 10-Miler, which I’m planning to run.
Priorities, you know.