I read a post by Jana at Stop Me If I Told You This about her first marriage ending. It’s fascinating and heartbreaking and I love reading all her posts. You should give her a read.
It made me think about my first wedding.
You know how when you know something isn’t quite right because you see figurative red flags waving?
I had literal fire warnings, yet I plowed through like a tight rope walker without a net. Over a pit of sharks. With frickin laser beams.