At age 19, standing in the back of the church in my beautiful wedding gown, hundreds of gifts piled up at home, music playing, people turning around, my Dad leaned down and looked me in the eyes and whispered, "Honey, we can leave right now. Don't worry about the rest of it."

I did not listen and went down the aisle. I was divorced one year later. He knew. It must have broken his heart.

Teresa, advice from her Father

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