I’m never late, at least for work. EVER. So when I came across four different accidents on the way up to Breckenridge (on the start of Labor Day weekend) I began thinking that my “never late” to a wedding would now be a “I was late once” to a wedding. Not a good feeling for any wedding but for Ari and Dylan’s wedding? I felt a pit in my stomach. Dylan has been a long time friend as we shared a friendship on and off the baseball diamond for almost 15 years. Don’t get me wrong, I want to be on time and giving my best for every wedding but I had this wedding circled on my calendar and my own expectations were to be perfect for them.