Like many young girls, I grew up having pretend weddings with my friends, where we took turns playing the bride, walking down an imaginary aisle carrying a fistful of dandelions.
And like many girls, dating in my teens ushered in a wave of fantasy-inspired whimsy where I would practice writing my name as if I was married to my current beau or daydream about what our imaginary children might one day look like.
Plenty of children grow up fantasizing about when they one day get to marry the person of their dreams. Nobody imagines they’re going to get married in the middle of a pandemic.
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