Jennie and Craig were married yesterday afternoon in a beautiful outdoor ceremony surrounded by their immediate families at a bed & breakfast in South Haven, Michigan. They planned every detail and it was beyond perfect. Even the weather cooperated with sunshine and temperatures in the mid-70’s with a soft breeze.
I hung on to Jen’s elbow for dear life, balancing on those 3-inch heels. The gravel driveway slowed us right down to the slow pace required for such an important entrance. Once we got to the lawn it was much easier to walk, but the grass posed its own problems. Frequently, and yet unpredictably, my stilettos poked through the sod and I momentarily sank at a backwards angle into the soft dirt below. Jennie had her eyes on her beloved. I watched my feet trying not to catch my shoes in my hem and looking for “soft spots” as I aerated the soil.
I thought the tears would be over by time we handed her off to Craig. Up until that point I’d gone through half a box of tissue as we got ready and had some major waterworks before we rounded the corner and stepped onto the grass.
Jen became engaged with my mothers engagement ring and she would be married with my mother’s wedding band. She wore two strings of pearls, one belonging to my mother and one to my grandmother, for whom she was named. My eyes teared up every time I thought of how pleased my mother would have been to know that. And then if I let my mind linger there a nanosecond longer the tears totally leaked out of my eyes.
The ceremony was beautiful. I held her bouquet on my lap, my leaky eyes riveted to the drama of the moment. I watched in awe at the young woman we raised. Wasn’t it just yesterday I held her in my arms for the first time? She looked more beautiful than I have ever seen her. She radiated poise and confidence. The two of them looked so right together. Watching the emotion in their eyes, the tear rolling down her cheek, well, I lost it again. And so did everybody else!
After the ceremony was over we posed for photographs. With a professional photographer and the 9 adults clicking away with five cameras and seven smart phones, I think we pretty much covered every angle!
Hands down it was the best wedding ever! We could savor every moment, we had time to visit, get to know each others family, and celebrate without stress. Stay tuned for a future blog about the reception in 6 weeks. Meanwhile here are some pictures to watch.