Why did I sprint down the aisle on my wedding day? … and other thoughts related to releasing my book, Unseen

My wedding day is still a blur. Sometime between a morning walk with my bridesmaids and driving away in a car loaded with balloons (but without our own slice of wedding cake) were vows and plates of stuffed mushrooms and bruschetta and fork-clinked glasses.

We plowed through the schedule. We were on time. It all happened as it should.

And sixteen years la…