Though my grandmother didn’t speak much English, I loved her very much. More importantly, I knew that she loved me even more than could be imagined—no words in any language were needed to convey that reality. While my grandmother passed away some time ago,—almost fifteen years now—she remains in my memory as one of the warmest, kindest, and sweetest souls that I’ve ever known.

Life is filled with empty chairs, is it not? Grief feels most fresh when the milestones of life begin to pass us by.

Amidst the challenges of planning a wedding, there is one practicality that stands apart from the rest. I am, of course, referring to the...