The day you were first presented to the world, I wanted life to be perfect, and your arrival did nothing to discourage the wish. To the contrary: one look at your beginning, curled up like a comma in the hospital crib, and I was certain that paradise, never lost, did not have to be regained. Come Saturday, I will feel the same way, though the whole idea of your wedding is still a little hard for me to grasp. That scene in Father of the Bride when Steve Martin sees his grownup daughter as a five-year-old explaining that she is engaged...
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