I didn't think a blog post could do justice to our wedding...so I haven't written one. Instead, I think you should just take a look at the photos. They tell the whole story better than I could. Oh, who are we kidding. Y'all know I'm going to narrate this puppy.
My handsome groom. He looked wonderful in his tux, and I cried when I saw him at the end of the aisle.
I looked just as I'd imagined I would on my wedding day -- like me, just turned up a notch. The makeup didn't turn me into someone else, and the dress let me breathe AND eat :).
One of my favorite pictures of the day. Our friend, James, my groom's best friend from college and a minister, looking on with joy on his face as my groom, my husband, my Thane, watches me walk down the aisle.
My daddy walking me down the aisle. I was bawling. He held it together until the father-daughter dance, when I leaned up and whispered in his ear that I'd chosen our song, "Three Little Birds," when I was a sophomore in high school.
We did it! We walked out, with style, to Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours." (this is making me think I should do an edition of Friday Song Lyrics with the best of our wedding songs...)
Another favorite -- me with my bridesmaids after Thane and I walked down the aisle as husband and wife. They put up with so much, did so much and mean so much.
Best groom's party picture EVER.
We danced, and the song, Ben Folds' "The Luckiest," was just so true. It felt wonderful to hold my husband and be held by him in return.
Our gorgeous day. This wedding was more than I had ever imagined (never really having been a girl to imagine the day and all its particulars), and it was perfect. I am so grateful to my parents and all the friends and family who made it all come together just so.
Our marriage is off to a wicked good start.