Wedding Blog

At this point in the ceremony, the world had melted away. Truly, I was oblivious to all things—sans Mr. Cookie and our vows to each other.

In writing our ceremony we struggled with the type of vows we wanted to say: traditional vs. personal. There is something so timeless about the words, “I take you to be my husband. To have and to hold, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, until we are parted by death,” and the fact that it has been spoken by a gazillion other couples, well, it just seemed right. On the other hand, those words don’t even begin to describe the deeply personal vows we wanted to make to one another. So, we did both.

Eye puffiness be damned, I cried my heart out as Mr. Cookie and I said our traditional vows to one another. I was a silly mess of emotion while I said mine. My voice cracked two or three times, and I barely got through, “until we are parted by death.” What can I say?! I love Mr. Cookie with all my heart and soul!

Mr. Cookie wasn’t done crying either from seeing me walk down the aisle. As I saw tears streaming down Mr. Cookie’s face, I reached to wipe them away.
Oh, but the waterworks didn’t stop there. I had an even rougher time holding back the tears with the personal vows. Mr. Cookie’s vows were elegant. He spoke from his heart, a place with boundless love. But more, his words struck me deep—deeper than I would have ever imagined. I had never felt more loved in my entire life.

Next was my turn, and time to inject a little humor into the ceremony. Mr. Cookie is by far the comedian in the relationship. He makes me laugh so hard sometimes I go into a I-can’t-breath-because-I-am-laughing-too-hard/cry mix. So, at the ceremony I took a moment to be the comedian.

My comedy routine lasted a whole two seconds, and I was right back to voice cracking. I could barely get through my vows because I was crying.
An exchange of rings…

…a kiss…

… I mean a dip!!!

Prior to the wedding, Mr. Cookie asked me how I would like to be kissed. My response: kiss me like the first time we kissed. Well, dipping me wasn’t exactly like the first time we kissed. Actually, the dip was a complete surprise to me. Instead, our kiss was a new first kiss. Our first kiss as husband and wife, and I would be lying if I didn’t say it swept me off my feet.

And there we were, the newlywed Mr. and Mrs. Cookie. The ceremony went fast. It really did. After months and hours of planning, this is what it was all about—getting married to my best friend in the entire world!

Next up, the Cookies make the deal legal, copious amounts of photos, and a lot more love!

All photography by IN Photography