title: Unveiling Weddings: Getting the Most Out of Your Engagement from Yes to I Do! Collection of Stories & Insight, Vol. 1
author: Rebecca Sacerdoti PhD
description: Rebecca Sacerdoti, Phd is a clinical psychologist who has experience working a variety of settings, including private practice, agency work and in schools. Her research experience stems from time spent working at the Department of Psychiatry at Stanford University. Currently, she has a private practice in San Francisco and she specializes in working with teens, adults and couples experiencing significant life changes. She sees psychotherapy as an opportunity to build inner balance, strength, and clarity in the face of the challenges that times of transition invite. Tasha Jackson Fitzgerald, MA is a marriage family therapist who works in private practice. She is interested in helping people take a journey within themselves by learning from their relationships. Tasha has been influenced by her MA in Counseling Psychology, specialized training in DBT, which is a combination of Zen philosophy and Western thinking.
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  > DELANCEY STEWART
  
  > > > > > > > > Note to Readers
  
  This book was originally published as Love Reclaimed.
  
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  > > > > > Chapter 1
  
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  “Okay, wedding planning. I’ve been to weddings. I can do this.” I searched my
  brain’s limited archive of common wedding items, which was built mostly from
  being dragged to romantic comedies by various women over the years and from
  the one wedding I’d been in when I was three, at which I lost the ring I was
  supposed to be carrying on a tufted pillow. I wasn’t invited to participate
  much in weddings after that. Until now. My sister’s wedding. This was
  important. But still, I was probably not the best guy to help. “Doves? Want to
  release doves? I think people do that.”
  
  Maddie’s eyes widened, but she’d just put a marshmallow between her lips and
  couldn’t respond. She stared at me across the fire pit we sat around in front
  of my small house.
  
  Connor, her fiancé, answered for her. “No