It all started last Friday night. I got a facebook message from a friend that basically said if I happened to be at River Walk the next day around one o’clock with my camera there was going to be a special event that might be interesting.
I was intrigued. I trusted my “source” and started running through possible scenarios. Pretty sure there was not going to be an impromptu surprise engagement with her grandchildren. Her daughter is my age so I was also reasonably certain no baby announcements were forthcoming. I was perplexed but since I had been on a shooting spree that week and wanted to keep it moving I was all in.
But in the cold light of day on Saturday morning every episode of Crime Junkie that my oldest daughter had ever told me about began to run through my head and I became hesitant. I began to question the legitimacy of these summons. I mean, sure the message came from the account of my friend but how did I know if it was really from her and it was not some crazy insane plot to lure me, a middle aged small town housewife, to my death. Go ahead, insert your eyeroll here. It was all pre-coffee brain musings.
I reached out via text to said friend and got the low down and I was so glad I did! Not because I escaped certain death and becoming a Crime Junkie episode but because I got to photograph a last minute let’s-do-it wedding between two of her friends. These have been some difficult days to navigate in general and to varying degrees for everybody. The bride to be has had to deal with the death of her 95 year old father, health concerns for her mother, and apparently the upheaval of matrimonial plans. Not an easy season to be sure but life is worth living and the couple invited family and friends to join them as they made their vows out in the bright sunshine and fresh air. Lawn chairs were spread out to accommodate social distancing and a few guest watched from their car.
And you know what? It was glorious. The bride has a spirit that radiates beauty and the groom had such a tender expression on his face for her. Everyone was so happy and the love was palpable.
The groom walked the bride’s mother to her seat and he looked so handsome and distinguished while he waited for his soon to be wife.
And wasn’t she just a stunning bride?
I’m not going to lie, the emotion that showed as her uncle gave her away and mentioned her father made me get all teary eyed. Someone once said where there is deep grief there is deep love. I believe that mix of deep love and grief is the soil that allows other love to flourish.
It’s the way hope weaves itself in sorrow and the faith that believes there is more to this life than the right now that keeps us moving forward and then joy is never far behind.
There was so much laughter this day! Such a beautiful happy testimony to the good that is still happening in the midst of the hard and difficult.
What a beautiful special day. And what a beautiful special couple.
Ernest and Lee, I am so very grateful that I had the privilege to photograph your day. (Thank you, Ms Linda, for being such a good friend to all three of us and putting us together!)
May the Lord bless you and keep you. May He make His face to shine upon you and give you peace.
May your marriage always bring glory to God, joy to one another and blessings to your family for many generations to come. May love and laughter fill your hearts and your home for all at the days of your lives. May you face every challenge hand-in-hand and side-by-side knowing that with God’s grace, you’ll conquer all obstacles together. May the world be forever a better place because the two of you fell in love.