Hey there! I thought you guys might get a kick out of these photos. Neil and I were asked to lend our “mugs” by photographer Marie Thomas last Saturday for a print ad she wanted for the wedding division of her photography business. Marie also did the photographs for my new website (…coming soon, I promise!) so we were happy to help out and certainly flattered to be asked. The funny part is that Neil and I will celebrate our 8th wedding anniversary this August, so posing as “newlyweds” was pretty hilarious. What made it even funnier was the fact that we had such a tiny wedding ourselves (as in only eight people at our wedding–including us!) and were now going to be the poster couple for a bridal show.
For some reason when it came time to planning our “big day”, I just didn’t want a big wedding. Neil and my dad both kept asking me, “Are you sure Alyss??”, concerned I’d regret later not having the big shindig that most girls dream of. (Although I think my dad–the accountant and father of three girls–was secretly thrilled and hoping I wouldn’t change my mind.) But I could not be swayed. I was clear on what I wanted–something small, something intimate, something outside and…something magical. And it was all that and more.
So we were married one evening in August of 2003 in Sonoma, CA just before sunset outside in the gardens of an old vineyard turned B & B off the Sonoma square–sight unseen. I tend to be a bit bold when something just feels right and this felt inexplicably right. And as we sat there later that evening after a simple and lovely ceremony, eating our “reception” dinner under the stars by candle light, surrounded by our families at a singular table in the grass as a string quartet played in the back ground, there was a moment when I paused in the excitement of the night as I felt a warm, soft evening breeze brush across my bare shoulders, stilling me as I looked around the table at the faces of the people I loved the most, my family, my newly expanded family and my new husband of just a few hours. It was one of those rare moments when everything seemed right in the world, like all the pieces of my life had shifted into place, clicking surely in a moment that seemed to overflow with a pureness of joy and love that I had never felt before. I had never felt so loved, every cell seemed to vibrate with it and I thought my heart might burst with happiness. That moment is one I have tucked safely away and summon from my memory to savor from time to time. And when I do, it brings me right back to the stars glowing in the night sky, the warm, gentle breeze that carried the soft melody towards us and rustled the trees over head–to that feeling of magic and abounding love.
Eight years later and all we have been through in the last few years, my heart soared once again as I saw that same profound moment reflected in the energy of these photographs, our love for each other emanating the same strong pulse of that night. I truly am the luckiest girl in the world. So here’s to love and happiness that only gets better with time! Have a wonderful weekend.
Wishing you all love and overflowing moments…
Here are a few photos from our “real” wedding:
Interestingly this one was taken as we said our vows…hmmmm, looks oddly similar!
“Real” wedding photos © Suzanne Becker BronkTweet