July 18, 2014
The day was so full of emotion — I about burst! We were surrounded by the dearest of friends and loved ones. The crisp morning air, so full of excitement and fresh promise. Nick, his demeanor so calm and gentle. And my mother, always at my side, so nurturing and emotional with each embrace.
As I changed and prepared for the ceremony, I looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe my eyes. Me? I’m the one getting married. I dreamt of this day, but never imagined it would come. But it had. And I was there. Every step and brief conversation had meaning, almost as if life stopped and started again in slow motion. We sat. We talked. We moved from room to room. When my thoughts would run away from me, Nick would squeeze my hand or whisper something in my ear to bring me back to him. And we were there–together–with everyone we love, making promises we’ll cherish forever.
The reception held quite a different tone. Much more light and care-free. We laughed and joked and ran around. Though much of the time we were graciously thanking everyone for coming, there were moments I would catch a sweet reunion between old friends or see the little kiddies enjoying the grapes-on-a-stick. I was happy. Truly happy. I’ve never known the feeling of such complete happiness and gratitude. To be surrounded by so many loved ones, celebrating life and love — what’s not to enjoy.
AND how glad I am to have footage of our day, so we can relive those memories we so deeply cherish and stumble upon those moments we missed amidst the craziness of it all.