It's Starting…

A few months before my wedding, I started having these dreams. And when I say dreams, I don't mean the pleasant kind. I mean the kind where I slept in and couldn't find my dress and frantically raced across town so I could walk down the aisle with pajamas and bedhead and bad breath. Yeah. Those kind. The sweat-inducing, anxiety-ridden dreams that had me thanking the good Lord as soon as I jolted awake.Which is sort of odd, because in general, I'm a pretty laid back person. I'm not a...