a city hippy wedding | one month later
Time really does fly when you’re having fun. After over a year and a half of planning, and waiting and waiting and waiting for January 2015 to arrive — it’s already been a whole month since Morgan and I tied the knot. Getting back from our honeymoon and diving back into work (after three weeks off) has kept me from getting a recap of our night recorded here. I want to remember everything. So, in honor of one month of married life, I’ve decided to share a favorite memory from the best day of my life, and begin an archive for us.
The best thing you can hear during/after you have put your whole heart into something is, “This (That) is SO you guys!”. I truly get chills every time I hear that glorious compliment, because that is honestly your goal throughout everything. The coolest thing for Morgan and I was hearing it about our ceremony. What?! We knew we had the right people around us that day when they told us they enjoyed our ceremony as much as we did. Our friend, “Poos”, married us — and killed it. Before the wedding we had walked through a rough outline of what we wanted included. But, it was truly all him. We hadn’t heard it before THE day and that made it extra special because all of our reactions and memories of it are 100% genuine.
It’s HARD to pick a favorite memory (and I’ve been asked to a lot). But (aside from our ceremony), what I’ve decided to share today is something I just can’t get over. Morgan and I are dancers. Duh. We were on the dance floor for 99.9% of our reception. There were bride and groom dance-offs, group renditions of The Cranberries’ classic “Zombie” AND The Backstreet Boys’ “I Want It That Way” and lots of bare feet. I mean, we danced until we were literally kicked out of the ballroom. But in my head none of it compares to the last song.
We chose “Baby I’m Yours” by 90’s wonder, Shai. It works, right? We started dancing/singing along. I looked up, and our family and friends had locked arms in a giant circle around us. They sang along. They cheered us on. It was the perfect ending to our perfect weekend. I’ve never felt so loved, or so proud/happy/excited about the group of people that Morgan and I have brought together. I wish everyone a moment like this. I’ll never forget it.