We woke up the morning of our wedding to overcast skies and a steady drizzle. The fields surrounding the hostel were draped in dense fog and dotted with fall colors. It was beautiful, and “they say” that rain is good luck on your wedding day. So part of me was glad it was raining. The other part of me was hoping and hoping that it would stop any moment.
Things got going pretty early with bagels and coffee and general morning mingling. Pretty much everything was already prepped and ready to go, so it was actually very relaxing and calm. In some ways, purely blissful. Scott and I wandered around getting small odds and ends in place, with everyone offering help here and there and hardly anything to do. Since our wedding was a quasi-destination wedding we had to prep almost everything ahead of time. We had the week before the wedding scheduled full of things so that the wedding would come together smoothly. As a result, a lovely result, the day before and day of the wedding there was hardly anything to do because everything was already ready!
We slowly got last minute things finished up, waited for the rain to stop, showered, waited for the rain to stop, eagerly greeted guests as they flowed in, and continued to wait for the rain to stop. The single most stressful part of the day – in my opinion – was walking through possible rain plans. I was so bummed that we were actually going through it. When I asked Scott to come over and tell me what he thought of the rain plan, he pulled me into his arms and said, “Well, we don’t need a rain plan. The rain will stop in plenty of time.” He was so sure and my worries simply dissolved right then and there.
Sure enough – around 2:00 the rain stopped, the clouds parted for the beautiful blue sky, and it was go time! Everyone flew into action seamlessly. The cocktail hour was prepped, the chairs were arranged, more guests arrived, the sound system and cameras were set up, and our wonderful photographer, Holly Redmond, arrived as the sun peeked out. A few last instructions were passed along to our fabulous point person and then it was time.
At 2:40 – 20 minutes before the First Look – my mom, maid of honor, and I gathered to get ready! I knew all along that it wouldn’t take me long to get ready … and it sure didn’t! I was ready in about 10 minutes. And as far as I knew, the guys were getting along just fine upstairs as well. Everything just fell into place perfectly.
Our first look was priceless. The sun was shining through the golden leaves on the trees and there was my soon-to-be husband waiting for me.
The ceremony was perfection. Everything went seamlessly.
As we went off for photos, everyone else enjoyed the beginning of the cocktail hour. We came back to the cocktail hour and had our first dance. It was a beautiful moment, accompanied by “our song” (Such Great Heights by Iron and Wine), surrounded by family and friends.
My mom and Bobo whistled to get everyone’s attention for dinner and we all gathered in the dining hall – cozied up family style at the long tables – for a delicious, mostly locally sourced meal.
And whoopie pies for dessert made by my incredible mother-in-law!
The rest of the evening we enjoyed some dancing – father-daughter, mother-son, daughter-Dean.
Everyone who had not already bid us goodnight joined us outside at the fire. We reveled in the love, hugs, and joy surrounding us. Married to my best friend, the love of my life, and celebrating around a fire on a crisp fall evening in Massachusetts. It was the most perfect that perfect can possibly be.
Married life is wonderful!