When it was time for the vows I had written mine on a card that Diane had tucked into my bouquet. I pulled it out. Looked at it. Looked at Cole. Put it back.
I didn't need it.
"I came to you with a mess," I said. "And you didn't treat it like one. You treated it like something worth taking seriously. You were patient with me when I didn't know how to let anyone in. You showed up every single time without making me feel like I owed you for it." I stopped for a second. "I spent a long time in a life that looked right from the outside and felt wrong from the inside. This is the first thing in a long time that feels right from every direction. You're the reason for that. You and these three." I pressed one hand briefly against my stomach and heard someone in the rows behind me make a sound t
