My Brother’s Wedding Invitation Was a Rejection. So I Booked a One-Way Ticket and Chose Myself.

for months with the eager anticipation of a child waiting for Christmas morning. Kevin’s wedding invitation should have arrived weeks ago, and with each passing day, I’d told myself it was just delayed in the mail, caught up in some administrative oversight, anything except what my gut had been quietly whispering: that something was terribly wrong.continue reading …