Finally, it was time. I’ve mentioned before that my church has a lot of rules, and one of them is that the photographer may never pass the last seated guest (it’s a church service, not a photo shoot)—so these and all the other ceremony pictures are all taken from behind the guests. Caili didn’t bat an eye about the rules and our pictures turned out fantastic. Our guests waited for the ceremony to start.
Our mothers were escorted, my mom with my Uncle R (her younger brother) and MIL by her other son.
Something I’ve learned about weddings as a bride is that they’re not about you. They’re about family. The family you’re creating by marrying your beloved. And the family and community that has supported each of you along the way.
There’s never a good time to lose someone close to you. But some times seem harder than others.
Roo’s dad passed away last December, just a few months after we were engaged and two days before our smiley engagement session (those photos will always be a little bittersweet for me). As tough as it was for us, I know their dad’s passing had to be tough on Roo’s sister, Mandy. When her dad passed away, she and her fiancé, Matt, were in that we’re-definitely-almost-engaged stage (you know how it is). They’re getting married this November. As much joy and love is surrounding them on that day, there’s going to be a huge something missing.
Mr. BC read that blog entry, and he asked me if I REALLY wanted that cute personalized cake topper with the cats. I admitted to him that I really loved it and did want it. And he said we needed to get it. ((((((((((SWOON))))))))))) The proofs arrived yesterday!
Mr. BC, sorry but you’ve got to get lost! Untouched cake topper pics to follow.
Starting this off a little differently than planned: I’ve been piecing this post together for a while now, trying to sum up my feelings and experiences, and finally felt like I was in a place to wrap it up. With last week’s tragic news about Robin Williams, I want to emphasize that the term “post wedding depression” is just that—a term. I am not making light of a severe, psychological illness by comparing it to a phase of my life. But depression is a widespread condition, and PWD is something that seems to be widespread among newlyweds. I found some comfort in reading posts by past bees (specifically Mrs. Bunting, Mrs. Fox, and Mrs. Camel), because it made me feel less alone. No matter if you are just feeling a little blue, or dealing with something that is impacting your life much more seriously, please reach out to a friend, a counselor, support group, or mental health professional. You deserve to be happy and there are people who want to help.
Well, if this was middle school, Pyramidxoxo2014 might have this posted up as an away message.
Amid all the last minute planning and preparations, my bridal party decided it was time for a sacred part of the wedding—my Bachelorette Party! From basically the moment I asked MoH S back in September to take on the coveted title, she knew exactly what she wanted to do for the night—Drag Show! And not just any drag show, specifically the lovely Queens of Crews & Tango. Although we kept our group intimate, the huge, friendly crowd there for the show quickly made it a large party. All photos are personal, and carefully selected.