In the case of Mr. D seeing Miss Doily for first time”¦there were some tears. However, Mr. D is a manly man, and they weren’t from him, they were totally alllll mine. However, I’m getting ahead of myself. So from the beginning of this moment:
Jenn announced that it was finally time for Mr. D and I to have our first look. We decided to have it outside and away from our wedding party and family so we could have a quiet moment before the day really got started. It was far and away one of the best decisions we could have made that day. I stayed hidden in my little den while Mr. D and Jenn made the trek outside. Luckily, Iowa weather was agreeing with us that day, and even though it was a little bit overcast, it was pretty warm for the time of year (I think it was in the 60’s, which is warm in Iowa in the spring). My bridesmaids kept a lookout to wait for the signal to have me go out and meet him.
I remember that the flutters in my stomach had suddenly turned into big, fat elephants doing somersaults and cartwheels. My hands began to tremble a little and I know I looked excited because my mom exclaimed: “There’s the blushing bride!” I slowly made my way out of the church with MOH A carrying my train. She was mostly there for emotional support, because I could have easily carried my own train. She quietly followed me out, making encouraging comments, and she disappeared just as quickly.
Halfway out I noticed a peculiar sight though:
Yeah, those are the bridesmaids totally hooting and hollering and watching the whole thing! After I saw Mr. D, though, I don’t even recall them still being there. Hive, let me tell you something: Mr. D was smoking hot in that tuxedo. I had NEVER seen him that dressed up before and I liked it.
Jenn positioned us back to back and I was clinging to Mr. D’s hand like a life raft. Those damn stomach elephants were still wreaking havoc and the giddiness was just growing by leaps and bounds.
And then it was the moment I had been waiting for alllll morning—the look. I will just let the next set of pictures do their own talking:
Let me tell you, those elephants disappeared and I knew in that exact moment I was home. I was with the one that I loved more than anyone else in this world. I was with the person the Lord had made to be my partner in life. It was so deliciously overwhelming that I was so relieved when Mr. D leaned in for that first kiss of the day.
Naturally, once the kiss was over and the distraction from my emotions was taken away, the tears finally released for the first time that day. Mr. D laughed because he knew what an emotional person I was and he didn’t believe that I had not cried yet that day. Once he realized I was serious, he was pretty impressed.
We spent another moment or two savoring each others undivided attention before Jenn finally made herself known (yeah, I somehow completely forgot that there was a photographer standing two feet away from us the whole time), and said that it was time to head back in.
And that, my friends, is how I cried for the first time on my wedding day.
All photos from An Unforgettable Memory Photography.
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