It all started at my sister’s wedding. Oh
my god! That’s me, reliable Lucy. It was actually
the description of me in my high school yearbook: Most Reliable. Stop ignoring faith signs. Fate will lead
you to love. Wait you’re going to London on your
sister’s throwaway honeymoon? I feel like all of the signs are telling me to go Then you should go. I’m done sitting on the sidelines. This is my life and I’m going after it. You need this trip. It’s time to do something for yourself for once.