We went to a gorgeous wedding on Camano Beach in Washington state this past weekend. In fact, we officiated it. Well Tommy officiated, and somehow me and the boys got some of the credit.
Okay, maybe I deserve a teensy bit of credit.
I love weddings that truly match the personality of the couple. We skyped with the couple over several months working on the ceremony. Well okay, we mostly grinned at each other and caught up via skype. And then would work in a little bit of wedding business at the end.
They are lovers of nature. So they chose Camano beach as the site of their wedding. Guests had the option of staying in rustic cabins right on the beach. The rehearsal was Saturday afternoon followed by a picnic dinner and a bonfire just off of the beach. That night, smelling of campfire smoke, we had one last powow in our cozy cabin with the bride and groom.
The next morning was cool and crisp with a bright blue sky. I was probably just as nervous as I had been for my own wedding. No. Probably more nervous. If something goes wrong at your own wedding you can live with that, but messing something up at someone else’s wedding is another thing altogether. Tommy was feeling the pressure as well. As he dressed in his suit for the ceremony, I suggested he focus only on our friends.
The wedding is after all first and foremost for the couple. I forgot to even ask him what worked for him to get over the jitters, but whatever it was worked wonders. The ceremony was absolutely beautiful.
The bride and groom have always vibrated on the same frequency for me. For years we knew them as friends. Many of us knew that they should be together before they even did. The look that passed between them as the congregation vowed to support them in their marriage was so tender. I wish I had gotten even one single good photo of the wedding. Alas, I was holding both boys and keeping them entertained, so it was not to be.
As her mother spoke of loved ones who support us into being, yet who may never get to see the accomplishments that we achieve, bride and mom shared tears and an embrace.
I wept and grinned for most of the ceremony, not the least of which was when the groom’s mother recited a Chinese proverb that ended with may the branches of your trees entwine…and bear fruit.
However, it was their vows themselves that truly got to me in the majesty of the place that we were experiencing.
“It’s a magical world out there ol’ buddy.”
“Let’s go exploring.”