A few days before my wedding, I was in high-anxiety mode about all the details and all the opportunities for disaster. (Among other things, I was very preoccupied with the fear that my veil would come off my head during the ceremony. Have you ever heard of this happening?). My mother listened patiently for a while, then observed, “The things that go wrong often make the best memories.” This instantly comforted me.
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