This was a wedding of high school sweethearts, and families that have known and loved one another for years already. There is a comfort between a pair who have shared all of their formative years together and still have grown in tandem. Bronwynn and Steven are each others best friend. After many years they celebrated their strong bond, supported by all of those who loved them while they grew into the pair they are today.
Regardless of it being January, we all traveled to Sara and Gerry’s ceremony coatless. It was cold, but you wouldn’t have noticed. Sara greeted her happy flower girls and ring bearers with the natural ease that teachers have with kids, and chatter and laughter ensued both inside and outside of the church. In the pews was Gerry, beaming. He hugged and kissed all his guests and doted on his Nona, all while quite literally, beaming. More importantly, he doted because he wanted to and not out of obligation. Just before the second church doors opened to let Sara and her father through for that walk down the aisle, they both started to tear up. Sara’s dad very quietly at first, and then Sara, because who can resist their Dad crying? At the end of that walk, those tears turned to giant smiles and now both Sara and Gerry are beaming. As you can guess, I was too and i’m sure just about everyone there. Just as you can’t resist a cry with your parents, who can resist such a happy bride and groom? The beaming just continued from that point on, from the bus to the podium, from the speeches to the dancing, to the very last drink served to the very last and dedicated dancers. And it continued through to the next morning where the stories were recounted with tearful laughter over brunch.
The love and thought that wedding vendors put into their work is not something to under estimate. During a recent editorial that the women at Verbena Floral Design put together, I looked around a jammed packed room and realized how much talent was working amongst us. There… Read more
Sometimes weddings signify the beginning of a couple’s life together, the journey that they are about to go on. You watch as the guest and celebrate this start, and dream of the things that will come their way both good and bad. It is a beautiful thing to be apart of that beginning. Other weddings, such as this of Sunny and Kirsch, are less about their beginning and more about the accomplishment of the life they’ve already created. A celebration of survival and strength, and of the relationships both with others and each other, that got them this far. That too is a beautiful moment to participate in. The support behind these two is so strong and their support of one another is to be treasured. I don’t think you could wipe the smile off of Kirsch’s face on that day if you tried, and celebrate she did from start to finish with the people she loves most. I believe it is those people, and Sunny, who allowed her to be as happy as she was and will be. I thank them for giving her the love that she so well reflected back at them, and at us. People like Kirsch remind me to love with every bone in my body, and that when the time comes, celebrate.
There was a moment at Josie and Ian’s wedding where I felt like I was standing in a movie. It was in the early evening, as portraits were finished and everyone was starting to mingle around the dinner table and put on their cardigans for the cooler night. It really hit me just how much love was packed into this small island wedding, and how lovely it felt to watch it unfold. This wedding was like a pinterest board come to life only with kisses, laughter and tears. A whole lot of tears. Such a group of friends these two pulled together. I am fairly certain every guest cried at one point over the course of the day, most during their personally created forest ceremony. It’s not every day you are able to be around such an open minded group of people, ALL expressing how much they love the couple. If I could wish something for anyone, it would be that they felt as loved as i’m sure Josie and Ian did on their wedding day.