“I wish Dad had kept his promise,” I said.

“I wish Vanessa had been able to be happy for me.

I wish Mom had asked what I needed instead of telling me how to look.”

He nodded.

“But I don’t wish Frank hadn’t walked with me,” I added.

“I wouldn’t trade that moment.”

We stepped inside and found the barn decorated for another wedding, copper vases lined up along the back wall.

The sight made me laugh.