Megan, adjusted the collar of her husband’s suit, her fingers lingering on the crisp fabric. She looked up into your eyes, a mix of pride and worry in her gaze as you both stood by the house’s entrance hall

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

she asked, smoothing an imaginary wrinkle on his shoulder as your 5 years old son, Alex, ran around with his toy in hand

“You know how my father can be.”