On the morning of my ex-husband’s wedding to my younger sister, our 9-year-old daughter asked one question I couldn’t answer, then left with her grandma carrying a gift bag. Hours later, my cousin called me and said Amelia had stopped the family ceremony, and suddenly everyone was waiting for her.
On the morning of Ryan’s wedding, I was fastening the last button on the back of Amelia’s dress when she asked me a question I wasn’t ready for.
