Katie and I attend several weddings a year and sometimes the wedding toasts are painful. It makes you wish there were auditions. Or an age limit—I’m thinking 35. I can’t imagine life as a wedding photographer, listening to shallow people talking about themselves every weekend.
I’m blessed to have a helpmate who helps. The Puritans referred to their wives as goodwives. Pretty wise, those Puritans, to see a wife as a blessing, a literal gift from the giver of every good and perfect thing.