Well, here we go...
The big day that is simultaneously a beginning, middle and end.
The last couple of years have unfolded like a fairy tale which - I'm not gonna lie - has been nothing short of awesome. But the thing with fairy tales is, in an effort to leave us on a high note, they never actually get to the end.
Little girls around the world are systematically programmed to aspire to the implied promises of "happily ever after" even though we have no bloody idea what that actually looks like. After the book is closed or the credits roll, we are left to imagine that it's whatever we want it to be...
But no one ever tells us that we are responsible for making it so.
There is good news and bad news in that.
You can decide for yourself which is which.
There is no question that I got my Hollywood ending. I married the dashing Italian in a beautiful vineyard and we have ridden off into our share of dramatic sunsets.
So...what happens next?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Wish me luck...