Five years ago right now (at 9am) my hair was done, my make-up was on, and breakfast was all but forgotten. I climbed into a car with my sister, her boyfriend (now husband) and my maid of honour and began the seventy-five minute drive to where I’d be getting married at 12pm. I wish I remembered more of what we talked about in the car… I remember Peeah and Telly talking non-stop  and singing loudly to the radio, I think in an effort to calm my nerves, which I assume they assumed I had. I don’t remember feeling nervous. I’m sure I was at some point–it is a life-altering moment–but…