Megan Keister Schmidt

He Who Conquered the World

He Who Conquered the World We were married on a bright blue March day in Seattle. A few minutes of rain dashed in for luck. I sat staring out the window as the tatted make-up artist did the final touch-ups and my girls swirled around me in nervous laughter. My maid of honor was hogging the mirror space, and my mother-in-law was trying to sneak a peek; my dad was waiting patiently to walk me down the aisle. I took a moment to breathe. I rarely did that at any time in my life. Enjoy the moment. Now is all there is.