It’s been quite some time since I’ve posted anything personal here…. life took some unexpected twists and turns over the course of the last few years, and though some times were harder than others, they eventually landed me exactly where I needed to be. I met and (almost instantly) fell in love with the most amazing man – my best friend, my other half, my anchor. I wasn’t looking for love, and frankly I don’t think he really was either, but clearly the universe had other plans. Our love came unannounced right around the time when we had both given up on asking for love to come.
I think that’s part of its miracle. We were meant to find each other, in some ways seemingly to heal each other and draw out the the best versions of one another. I could write a dictionary of all the words I have tried to use to describe how it feels to have finally, finally found him. He has loved me through dark times, through my insecurites, my fears and flaws. His love somehow allowed me to sing again – in the car, in the shower, around the house – something I didn’t even realize I had stopped doing for so long… and it’s possible that I may appreciate that gift far more than he does, but it truly is a gift and one that I’m so grateful for. He loves my boys, and they love him right back. Life is good.
We had been talking for awhile about someday going away just the two of us and getting married on a beach somewhere warm, but life, jobs, kids, etc… make that far easier said than done. So on a random weeknight at home, we had the crazy idea to elope on a Wednesday and get married on New Years Eve. We only told our immediate family and closest friends, and everyone was so supportive and excited for us. The boys were thrilled to be a part of it, and my parents were there to share the ceremony with us. It was perfect.
Once we started to put the plans into motion, I knew I wanted to wear a special dress, but couldn’t find anything I truly loved. Then one day I remembered that I had my mother’s wedding dress in a box in the basement, and I had a vision in my head of transforming it into something totally different. So with her blessing, I spent a few weeks taking it apart and altering it on the fly, just sort of adjusting as I went along. I was doing this all in secret while he was at work, with many many texts and calls to my mama for advice and feedback, but I really loved how it turned out – and that the dress holds such sentimental importance.
I want to extend a huge thank you to my dear friend Christa from Dolce Photography for sharing in the story of our sweet ceremony. To my friend Angela, for making my hair pretty on her day off. To my parents, for all your love and support. To my boys, for all the laughter and love you bring to our lives. To J – my husband – for everything. I am so lucky to have you in my life, and I will never ever take that for granted.
These last two are among my favorites, because they’re so real…. oh, there we are up top taking lovey dovey pictures when suddenly from below two little boys start shouting and laughing. The last one? That is SO my child. Always the goof, not a huge fan of pictures or being overly sentimental. SO so him.
Thanks for sharing our little story!