All that mattered was that the rain stayed away. It has rained for the past two weeks in Oklahoma therefore, our prayers for two weeks consisted of blessing us with a rainless day. We got it. You see, we had an outside wedding scheduled. Got that? Outside. As in, no shade anywhere. So, our day was either going to be rainy & muggy or just plain blisteringly hot. It was perfect though. Right as Danielle turned to begin walking down the isle a small little cloud, I like to call him my blessing cloud, moved in front of the sun and broke whatever heat was present that day.
If you’re ever been in a wedding or been behind the curtain before a wedding then you’ve witnessed the endless amounts of chaos that go on just hours before that beautiful bride comes walking down the isle. To me, this is the best part of the day. Sure, we all get a little stressed and think “… is this seriously all going to come together…” but it always does. This day was no different. I turned to the maid-of-honor early on in the getting ready stage and said, well, it wouldn’t be a wedding if nothing went wrong. Someone always forgets something, the groom doesn’t have shoes, the flower girl falls down and gets a nice grass stain on her dress, a bridesmaid backs into something wet and has a spot of something nice in a certain area of her backside… all these things happen. And I’ve had each of them happen at one wedding or another. But the best part about it all is the moment that girl turns the corner as the doors of the church open and her groom sees her coming towards him for the first time. The hours of chaos that mattered mere moments ago – no longer matter. She suddenly doesn’t care that twenty minutes ago she wanted to flop down in a chair, cross her arms and cry because ‘everything was ruined!’ This is the beauty of a wedding day. That moment of her walking towards her future, her husband, symbolizes so much if you think about it. He is the one that calms her. They are the ones that calm each other. Nothing else matters any more and they both realize everything is going to be alright.
And from this moment all the ‘I have spray glue covering my nails’ and ‘half of the groomsmen don’t have shoes’ start to melt away. They no longer matter. Everything worked out. Now it’s time for the party to start!You may remember this couple from an engagement session a few months back. They have been together for eight years. Oh, what’s that? Eight years? Yes. EIGHT YEARS ladies! They complete each other. You know, like peanut butter and honey. Fine, you like peanut butter and jelly better? Ok. But they do. I have never cried at one of my bride’s weddings before, so I was caught a little off-guard. But as this beautiful bride began walking towards her future…I felt myself tear up. Like, big crocodile tears swelled up. I didn’t know what to do. The photographer can’t cry. That’s not professional. But cat’s outta the bag. I cried a little.
Juan and Danielle are still on their honeymoon right now. So if you disobey and check the internet while in paradise… here’s a little look back at your day.
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