She grabbed the edge of her dress and stood under her mom’s umbrella. “It’ll pass. Let’s stay,” she said. We waited for a bit at Hunt Chapel while the rain passed. Water still fell as she walked through the trees, her stunning gown from Tesori falling perfectly over her and the ground behind her. Her adventurous spirit and determination was matched by her beauty and grace, as we spent time together one rainy afternoon in Rogers. Oh Megan, you are such a joy, such a beauty. Congratulations to you and Noel on your marriage.