Weddings, I was quickly learning, bring out opinions from people you didn’t even know had opinions.
When my fiancé, Evan, and I started planning ours, I was determined to make it feel personal, not just a cookie-cutter ceremony.
And one thing became obvious right away—there were no little kids in either of our families.
No nieces, no nephews, no baby cousins.
Instead of trying to borrow someone else’s kid to be our flower girl, why not ask my two grandmothers?
Both of them, Grandma Helen and Grandma Marlene, were in their seventies but still full of life—more fun than most people my age, if I was being honest.
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