I spent the last two weeks preparing for, photographing, and editing images for a dear friend’s wedding. It wasn’t a fancy or expensive wedding, just an intimate affair with their children, close friends, and me as the photographer. It was one of the best kinds of weddings there are.
Romance has been the theme these past two weeks so it seems. I watched as she went through the elation of marrying the man that she loved back in the days of climbing trees and skinning knees to saying the emotional and heartfelt vows they wrote to each other. Life took them on different journeys; but thirty-some years later, they finally realized their youthful dreams of marrying each other. I was honoured to be part of their day in any capacity. I was even more honoured to be asked to capture their day for them.
Blended families can be a challenge; but they can also be an amazing new chapter in life. The man she brought into her child’s life is truly in love with her, and as I observed them as a whole over the weekend, I noticed things that perhaps only a photographer sees. I saw how he discreetly kept an eye on his young step-son while he continued on doing what he was doing. I saw how she included his adult daughters as if she had known them all her life, like lifelong friends. Most of all, I saw how he watched her. I saw how even though his exterior has been weathered from life, his eyes were soft. I saw how his eyes softened even more every time he looked at her. She didn’t notice most times because she was busy being a hostess to her family, but he always had the look in his eyes that showed his soul whenever he laid his eyes on her. There was no doubt that this man has always loved his bride, and I sense he wanted to take in every single moment of this day so that he would never forget it.
Love. The greatest of these truly is love.