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The Wedding

March 15th, 2014

I wish I could say a little more than what comes to mind about my wedding day.  Mainly, I remember the ceremony--how it felt to walk down the aisle towards Steven, standing next to him, and seeing so-so many friends and family. Though, I am guilty of getting caught up in wedding details like groomsmen shirt colors and looking perfect.  These pictures are gorgeous thanks to Say Peace Photography, but what sticks out to me now after the wedding is the marriage that we have ahead of us.  And that is really something to get excited about!




Gift from Steven:  "Growing in the Prophetic" (wrapped ten times over!)
He is always encouraging me in the Lord and challenging me to grow *swoon*.





Gift from myself to him:  letters written for my husband starting at about age 20.






Flower girls: my niece, Caroline and Steven's niece, Echo





I thought it was funny I had two pregnant bridesmaids (though Jen isn't showing!)





Mom and I


Seeing Grandma Amy there brought tears to my eyes.  I'm thankful to God she could be there.




The men:




The ceremony was more "magical" than I had pictured in my head.  Though the pictures are brighter, that moment I first walked into the sunset-lit ceremony room was one of my favorite memories.  










Steven's vows were a little long...



A beautiful day, only a bit windy!














The speeches were our favorite part of the reception.  I realized that Steven's friends like to poke fun at him as much as mine.




Our friends seemed to enjoy themselves:






Off to our honeymoon!


A special thanks to:  My mom, Sharon, for throwing together the best wedding a bride could ask for.  My groom Steven put his leadership and planning skills to work as well.  Say Peace Photography, and countless friends who literally donated their time and talents to this day.





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  1. gorgeous pictures! it looks like it was a beautiful day, and a wonderful start to your sweet life together. <3

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