Here we are, 11 days later.
I had to take a few days pause because I haven’t been able to find exactly how exciting the entire five days leading up to the wedding were, or how blissful the actual day was. In fact, I’m not even completely sure where to start.
But, I will begin with how grateful I am. Our wedding was more than an affirmation of our commitment and love; it was a day to celebrate with our loved ones and thank them for all the ways they have supported us financially and emotionally. I felt so lucky that both sets of parents were there with bells on, all four couldn’t have been happier that day. My brother was a tremendous support and his heartfelt speech was perfect (and was one of the only two times I teared up on wedding day.) Our families loved each other. Our friends dissolved into a rowdy, carousing celebratory pack of singers and dancers. Hours upon hours, we had toiled to make the beautiful forest of cranes, the perfect backdrop for our vows. We had earned this moment, and I am so happy and grateful for everyone who came, contributed and celebrated with us in person or spirit. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
There was something special in the air on our wedding day. Clusters of ladybugs gently scuttled about outside the educational center, some caught in the gentle folds of my dress until released by an alert bridesmaid. In fact, a large cricket landed directly on J’s boutonniere during pictures. The rain in the morning broke into gentle sun for an unseasonably warm October afternoon, and the evening melted into a sunset rainstorm that erupted into a lightening show that lasted for hours. Incredible.
Well, being me, I’ve got plenty of stories to tell, so future entries will probably be me talking about how I remember the wedding. There’s also an adventure of a honeymoon to cover….and then, life beyond the wedding will continue too. I won’t be going anywhere.
After all, this blog is about when two hearts collide. The physicists will tell you that it’s what happens after the collision that they are interested in, that is, the energy, the resulting pieces of whatever they can detect after. It’s through analyzing what happened after the collision that help them understand what really occurs during the impact.
That’s sort of how I feel about the wedding, as I talk to as many friends as I can, read entries in our guest book and skim through the pictures, trying to better understand what happened that magnificent day, one instant in time. It’s all a little hazy.
But, I do remember walking down the back path, about an hour before our ceremony. The wind was blowing and Keri was tending to my train. Lane, my photographer, was setting up our first look, and she was calling for us to walk down. We turned the corner to see Tom standing next to my groom, both facing away from our approach. Keri and Tom exited, and, on the count of three, J turned around.
He and I alone stood in the middle of the path, our faces breaking into happy smiles. And as we hugged, I nestled my head into his neck to stop the flow of tears.
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