I keep on going back to these over and over again trying to soak it all in. I’ve been home for a three and a half weeks now and it still feels like I’m walking around in a dream. None of this feels like it actually happened – or happened to me at least. I feel truly blessed.
Our wedding was perfect, absolutely perfect! Everyone kept on telling us to not stress out cause something would most likely not go to plan, but I have to say ours was flawless. I woke up the morning of our wedding to the most amazing and beautiful women in the world to me, who helped calm me down and fill me with even more with happiness before I went to meet my groom.
I ascended the stairs and I saw him. I thought my heart was going to burst. The moment was so precious and beautiful that I wanted to stop time. I thanked God for giving me something so amazing for me to cherish and I held onto that moment for as long as I possibly could. I knew we had to keep going to make our way to the church, so I tucked that moment into my heart for safe keeping and invited the rest of our bridal party to join in on the fun.
We ran around Vancouver weaving in and out of people smiling while hooting and hollering “We’re getting Married!” Our photographer, Jamie, (have I mentioned how much I love her?! No?! I’m sure I have….Jamie, I looooooooove you!) was there to document the day, and OH.MY.GOSH – she is fantastic. No wait, fantastic doesn’t even begin to describe her talent and heart. Awe inspiring perhaps. I don’t know, I can never quite find the right words to describe her.
Anyway, after all the smiling for photos, we finally made our way to the church. Oh, what a beautiful church. I was so excited to be getting married here. The music started, my heart fluttered, my dad wrapped my hand around his arm and we made our way towards my groom. Oh gosh! You know that moment when you know something good is about to happen so you start to walk faster and your feet start to pick up into a run. That was me. All I wanted to do was run down that aisle towards him and just stare. Thankfully my dad had a hold of me. And when I finally got there, we became man and wife. Have you heard this song? Man and wife? LOVE IT, it was sung at our wedding and I was beaming with pride.
After we were married we spent a good hour just the two of us with Jamie. We relaxed and melted into each other, so elated that we were married. Another moment of time that I slipped into my heart to look back on.
We evetually made our way to our reception where our closest family and friends were waiting for us. We decided to join them during the cocktail hour and we were so excited we chose to do that. Just a few extra minutes to eat and drink something while talking with everyone….so relaxing.
We asked our family and friends to join us for dinner to feed our famished bodies and heard speeches that were amazing that made us laugh and cry. After all the eating we needed to dance it all off, so our DJ asked us to take the dance floor, and I stood there once again waiting for my groom. And then we danced our first dance to a waltz that we had been working on for a good half a year to the surprise of all of our guests to another amazing song.
And we continued to dance the night away until it was announced that it was our last dance together. We swayed into each other while all of our remaining guests surrounded us, holding hands creating a circle of love. When the song faded out everyone cheered, created an arch with our hands that we ran through, and ran out the doors to start our life together.
All photos from Jamie’s blog. Next up….mini honeymoon recap!