The week loomed ahead, a storm of to-do’s, meetings, clients, and social obligations, showing no signs of breaking. My goal was to get through, put my head down and place one foot infront of the other.
Don’t get me wrong, our trip home was wonderful, and I voluntarily placed those to-do’s, meetings, clients, and social obligations on my calendar. Saying ‘Yes’ to hypotheticals and then acting upon those things, are two very different concepts. Fitting it all in became my mantra, and day by day, I was surprised by just how much I managed to squeeze in. The parties and celebrations, the breakfast and coffee dates, the wine nights and long conversations, all falling into place, filling me, giving me the energy to get through the next day.
And then. Saturday came.
This day, July 13, 2013, will remain forever in my heart. The beauty and magic of every moment still hanging fresh in my memory. Infinite.
Two dear friends, Zac and Mar, joined their lives together, promising to remain faithful and true, for as long as they both shall live.
The day started early, breakfast, coffee, and final preparations. I arrived at ‘base camp’ early to help Mar get ready for the day ahead. Hair, makeup, hot irons, and airbrush; one by one the bridal party was transformed from their early morning tussled appearance, into stunning beauties standing before me. Lunch, final touches, rushing out the door. The bride and her attendants went forphotographs, I rushed off the help prepare in the final moments.
Slowly, the guests trickled into the park. Dressed (like they ment it) to the nines, setting down their gifts and taking their seats. Music floated through the air, as the sun cast mid day shadows through the tall trees, gently swaying over head. The bridal party filed in, chic, in black. Zac stood, handsome, smiling, nervously excited. Mar appeared, a vision. Her effortless beauty and grace flowing as she walked, guided by her fathers, etherial and confident.
The crowed beamed as vows were exchanged, first in Japanese, then in English. A hush hung about us for fear of breaking the spell.
“I do” he said.
“I do” she smiled.
A kiss erupting in cheers.
The events that followed flew past.
Guests sipped iced coffee and chatted among themselves. Zac and Mar disappeared into the forest for photos. I ran off to set up the tree house with Ryann, Ariel, and Kate.
After a while guests arrived by funicular to the tree house. Enjoying the view while sipping wine and cocktails. When the bride and groom arrived a cheer rang out. Dinner, photos, dancing, moments shared, ending too soon.
The final train, calm and filled with wonder, as we descended back to the park… back to reality, breaking the magical spell of the days events. Even now, my eyes fill with tears as I think back on how wonderful this day was. Not because of what happened per-say, but because of the two wonderful, beautiful, amazing people that this day celebrated.
My dear Zac and Mar, you are too wonderful for words. But allow me to simply say this- Your love is light, and I consider myself the luckiest to have seen it shine so very brightly.
Though we may be far apart, I will forever cherish the memory of the first moment we met, on that cold, snowy evening, as Matt and I played a song that will keep you close to my heart.
“Through the years, we all will be together, if the Fates allow.”
Cheers to you my dear friends. Until I see you again.