I finally got our wedding album and I had quite a bit of fun looking through them again. With every picture I looked at, I couldn't help but smile and get giddy, remembering every little thing about the day. I can't help but smile even typing about it.
I am *so* thankful for our wonderful photographer Katie, who did a phenomenal job and who was just about as flexible as we were. I take great pride in the fact that she told me that she enjoyed putting our album together because we were simply one of the most laid-back couples she has had to work with. This fact alone makes it all worthwhile. I'm mostly happy that I was able to get some money into the tanking Michigan Economy and helping a local business.
I still get a flutter in my stomach sometimes when I think about how lucky I am to be married to Tim. I remember when I was in the back choir room sequestered away, I was as calm and as cool as a cucumber (at least mentally) and I didn't hear anything. It was only when the big church organ started to play when I realized it was less than five minutes until the wedding was supposed to start, and that Tim was probably walking the Moms down the aisle and seating them.
It was then, and only then, that I started to get really nervous. The lead up during that week was pretty bad (I turned into the Bridezilla I promised myself I never would...sad-making) but as soon as we got to Traverse City, as soon as I was there and things were falling into place, I relaxed and was ready to get the show on the road. Walking down the aisle looking at him, and looking up at my dad, I was just so happy.
It's not quite five months into the marriage, and like any newlywed, I am still in awe of the things that I am learning both about me and my husband. Life is not easy, by any means, nor is keeping cool when it seems like so much is stacked up against us. But I couldn't ask for anything more than the life I have now. He makes me happier than I have been in several years, and that's a pretty big deal, especially because the months leading up to the wedding I hardly saw him (In the 9 months leading up to the wedding, I saw him maybe for about a month total. Other than that, we didn't see each other and talked on the phone.) and I missed him terribly.
All this stuff was brought up just by looking at photos.
Just for a taste,
here are two of my favorites.
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