#how love loss and laughs made a wedding
Personal Essays | How Love, Loss and Laughs Made A Wedding
Nick was waiting for me when I walked up. I grabbed both of his hands, leaned in close, and whispered, “Did you remember to feed the cat?” The cat had been the first thing I got for my first apartment on the first day I moved in, before I bought a bed or a set of dishes or any food for the fridge. It’s official, I thought, curled up with the cat I had named Zeke that night on the bedroom floor in…
