Did you catch that? Yes, today is the actual big day (10 years!), and I decided to be brave and post a few photos from July 25, 1998. I feel a little nervous sharing these...it was before the day of "photojournalist" style photography, before the day I did event design professionally, and I just don't usually post pictures of myself on here. And because people always ask if we were twelve when we got married when they see these. We weren't. So here goes...
The 1998 version of photojournalist photography: have subjects pretend to look at a bracelet. But it does show my bouquet; fragrant multi-colored sweet peas from my mother's garden. I did all the bouquets, but none of the other flowers so that I could enjoy the day. Sweet peas have special meaning in our family, and although I love creating lush displays of orchids and garden roses and peonies for clients, I would have this same bouquet for myself if getting married today.
With Robin, my maid of honor and lifelong friend. I just had lunch with her today--I love that she has always been a special part of my life and will always be around. I absolutely treasure our friendship.
One of my favorite pictures from the day...maybe because it's one of the few that captures a real moment! Right before the ceremony all of the girls and I realized we were starving, and found (and attacked!) a bag of peanut butter cups. I'm sure it made for a lovely "you may now kiss the bride" for Steve!
Steve and a couple of his peeps. Nate and Steve went to elementary school together, and Johnny was Steve's roommate for all four years of college. He also happens to be my oldest friend since we've been friends since kindergarten.
We had a major cake snafu a few days before the wedding, so ended up with a buffet of gorgeous and tasty french pastries and tarts (and one tiny wedding cake). It actually was the best mistake ever!
For all of you just starting out, I know it felt like ten years was so far away back then. But how it has flown! I am so blessed to have spent these years with someone I truly love and who treats me like I'm a gift. I think that marriage can feel like a journey, a bumpy road, a refuge, a big ol' pile of work, and a joyful, comforting home. Thanks for hangin' with me Steven.