Two weeks ago Saturday oldest daughter was married and it was a very best day and the very best blur. Of course we have crystal clear memories, yet honestly it was all so magical and all so fast, kind of like all best days, leaving an indelible and permanent feeling of euphoria on the mind and in the soul.
Yes, it was a very best day: two families and the gods and the stars aligned. A singular new little family of two was formed, and our two respective families and friends grew exponentially. Love all around.
To get to that day and place required each and everyone of us put forth our very best efforts. The team was immense, intimately intertwined, and planning started the very next breath after the giddy engagement, November 5th. If my math is right, it was exactly 40 weeks of planning and preparation, equal to what goes into a birth, which are my other best days, each one internally tattooed.
Proper ceremony was in the city, and beautiful reception in the country. Husband and I moved ourselves into our summer house the last week of June and gardened our hearts out until the very morning of August 11th, it was heaven on earth.
Today is Monday and there are new beginnings happening all around us. Fifth child starting her collegiate sophomore year and sixth and youngest beginning her first. Oldest son soon to celebrate his third decade, and newlyweds moving from NYC to Boston next weekend.
Thankful for life, and all of its idiosyncrasies. Wishing everyone their very best blurs.
professional photos | Sarah Bridgeman @ sarahbridgemanphoto.com
all others | iPhone