I know a lot of you want wedding details, but I’ve been struggling to describe the wedding in a post that wouldn’t ramble on forever. Well, I decided to simply ramble.
On the wedding morning, I treasured seeing Amanda come downstairs sleepy-eyed, and hugging her for a minute in the warmth of the wood stove before the scurry to get ready. Also delightful was the sight of the rest of the family, coming out of their rooms one by one, looking elegant and excited about the day.
After breakfast, she and I drove to her grandma’s house, where we were going to take some pictures in Grandma’s beautiful living room. The rest of the family and the wedding party would join us at church an hour later for pictures, but Ben and Amanda wanted a few private pictures to start with. Grandma’s living room has a white rock fireplace and lovely high windows with a view out over the lake and the mountains, a perfect backdrop.
This would be the first time Ben saw her in her beautiful dress. Amanda dressed in the bedroom, where the photographer got a few getting-ready pictures and then we waited for Ben to drive up. He arrived right on time, looking handsome and nervous in his black tux. Amanda swished out of the bedroom to the living room and his admiring eyes. It seemed that seeing each other calmed and centered them both. Their sweet photographer got some lovely photos, and then soon it was time to tuck Amanda into the little car so that they could drive off to the church for more pictures.
The church looked lovely, and as each bridesmaid and groomsman arrived, it was almost like magic to see the vision of the wedding come to life, in full color. You imagine how things will look, and hope that they will look right, but you don’t know for sure until you see it all come together.
One decision that Ben and Amanda had made was for Ben and Amanda’s dad to wear tuxes, but to skip tuxes for the groomsmen, instead giving them black shirts and pants and silver ties. This was less money and less hassle, and we all thought it would still look nice. But it was a choice I hadn’t seen at other weddings, so I was just hoping it would be good. Once we saw them all together in person, there was no doubt it had been a stellar choice. The groomsmen looked wonderful and dressed up and they blended well with the groom, but groom and the dad had that added punch of being the men in the tuxes, the most important men in Amanda’s life on that special day. It was great.
The bridesmaids looked wonderful as well. After shopping a dozen different stores, we’d found a place that rented lovely modest bridesmaids dresses for $59. The deep green color and the simple style looked wonderful on all the girls. The dozen-rose bouquets that Amanda and Ben had made for them the day before turned out beautiful as well.
There was a scurry to pin on flowers, and then the photographer was moving people into place at the front of the church. It was just awesome to see them all together up there, with the lovely thick pillar candles and crystal candlesticks shimmering on the altar behind them. Amanda glowed like a jewel at the center of it all, and her eyes and Ben’s eyes kept coming back to each other over and over.
The photographer had fun ideas for the pictures and listened to our suggestions as well. Picture taking roared by in the blink of an eye. My mom brought a simple lunch for the wedding party to snack on as they had moments. Thankfully one of my sisters was also in the background playing wedding coordinator, picking up the cake and directing the kitchen ladies and taking care of dozens of little last minute details. Except for pinning on some corsages, I was free to just be there in the moment. Soon the grandparents arrived and those pictures were taken, and all of a sudden it was 1:30, time for the bride to be tucked away in her room, waiting for the big moment.
My girl was about to be married.