Glorious

Moments that stand out:

Waking up after a restless night to the sunniest, most cloudless-blue-sky morning I've ever seen. Being so awed and grateful for such exquisite weather.

My mom making me green tea and scrambled eggs with spinach for breakfast, and having me to sit down and peel some peaches for her when I started nervously fussing around. Later that day, my mom bringing in lit candle and a bud vase filled with extra flowers from my bouquet to the bathroom where I was doing my makeup.

Driving up past all our guests who were walking from the parking area, and having the best man blow me a kiss when he realized I was in that car.

Walking down the aisle and being so eager to get to Chris, and my dad gently pulling my arm, telling me to slow down and let everyone look at me.

Looking at our minister, Steph, during her message, and feeling like my vision was hazed over--then looking back at Chris through a literal rosy glow, like a soft lens filter in a movie from the '70s. Feeling oddly like the three of us were in a golden bubble.

Old-fashioned bi-planes from the Flying Circus on the farm next door buzzing overhead during my vows, and saying them anyway though I knew no one but Chris and Steph would hear me, because I didn't want Chris to have to wait.

Being taken by surprise by the birdseed pelting, even though I made up all the bags.

Having so much fun taking photographs after the ceremony--one of my favorite hours of the wedding. Who knew?

Our first dance, to a song we switched to the day of the wedding. So pretty. Surprised at how short it seemed. And, later that night and all day today, having that song and all the ones we danced to run through my head like a soundtrack.

The toasts, which were so ... beautiful ... a word that doesn't seem strong enough.

Dancing with my brother, sister, and bridesmaids to a song I don't remember; being so joyful to see everyone having so much fun.

Late in the evening, glancing past the dance floor into the kitchen and seeing one of the catering staff dancing around by herself to "Twist and Shout."

Rounding the corner after our exit to "The Ballad of John and Yoko" only to find our friends from New York shaving-creaming our car.

Saying "my husband" to the hotel lobby clerk.



It was the most wonderful day and the most perfect wedding ... I am so happy. Now we are off to France. Thank you so much to all of you for reading, and to all of you who made the day what it was--you know who you are.

Love love love.