I thought that today I’d bump this post from last year. One of the reasons for the whole Confessions of a Turtle Mom and About a Wedding campaign was that my dad would have wanted me to do everything I could to have a family wedding with as many folks as we could squeeze in. One of his biggest regrets when he realized he wasn’t going to beat cancer a second time was that he wouldn’t see his eldest granddaughter married, or his grandsons graduate from high school…or…well, the list is long. But...