Sixteen years ago this June, my husband and I planned our ideal wedding. We wanted a small, outdoor ceremony in a garden, followed by a reception in a cozy tea room at the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum. But when we woke up on our wedding day, it was about 40 degrees and raining. The musicians we hired couldn’t play outside, and I worried about our guests sitting outdoors in cold
rain. Luckily, the venue was able to move us inside. My husband to- be and I lamented the bad weather at our favorite breakfast spot that morning, and then decided to be happy for the rest of the day. As the time came for me to walk down the aisle, my dad broke
the news that our officiant was stuck in traffic and hadn’t arrived, but the wedding coordinator had located an officiant from another wedding who was willing to pop over and marry us. Luckily, our
officiant did arrive in time to perform the ceremony, but I was so grateful that I didn’t need to worry because there was a professional troubleshooting for me.
And we did end up bei