Note: It has been several months and I have been well-aware of the fact that my blog has been wasting away without even so much as a book review. But now that I only have a couple more weeks of student teaching followed shortly by graduation, my workload is slowly becoming less and less and so every now and again, I have pockets of down time. This weekend is one of free time pockets and so I thought I'd do a little bit of a life update and share some photos of a very important time in my life.
This past August, I married my best friend. Maybe it's a cliche to start out a post this way, but it's true.
In December 2014, my now husband proposed to me in the Vondelpark in Amsterdam while I was finishing up my time abroad. With school and other life things, we waited over a year and a half to be married. Finally, on 19 August, the big day arrived:
I had gotten my dress (that is, picked it out at the Bridal shop) about a week after returning from my semester abroad in the Netherlands. My veil was my mom's wedding veil, but changed around a little to suit my needs and taste. It was strange to be so made up (I never wear make-up in my day-to-day life) and to be so dressed up. I've found that when I'm supposed to look nice for an event (like prom or my wedding), I always surprise people because I don't normally look this way or try this hard to look nice.
I hate having my picture taken, but this was a totally different experience. To have a photographer follow you around all day was just a strange experience, even though I appreciated his friendliness and flexibility. This person was also the guy who took our engagement photos, so we had worked with him before. What made this part of the day special was that my husband and I got to be together all day and we got to be with our sisters and friends for most of the day. Because all of us are in school and involved in a whole bunch of other activities, it's rare to get us all together in one place. But this was nice.
Finally, after hours and hours of taking pictures, it was time. The pastor of my family's church married us, because we had a great bond with her (I was her daughter's first babysitter after she was adopted). We didn't get married in a church, but we got married in a hall called the Klub Haus, which takes pride in its German heritage.
This past August, I married my best friend. Maybe it's a cliche to start out a post this way, but it's true.
In December 2014, my now husband proposed to me in the Vondelpark in Amsterdam while I was finishing up my time abroad. With school and other life things, we waited over a year and a half to be married. Finally, on 19 August, the big day arrived:
I spent the night at home with my parents, slept in my childhood room, and got ready for the day surrounded by friends and family. It was lovely.
I had gotten my dress (that is, picked it out at the Bridal shop) about a week after returning from my semester abroad in the Netherlands. My veil was my mom's wedding veil, but changed around a little to suit my needs and taste. It was strange to be so made up (I never wear make-up in my day-to-day life) and to be so dressed up. I've found that when I'm supposed to look nice for an event (like prom or my wedding), I always surprise people because I don't normally look this way or try this hard to look nice.
I hate having my picture taken, but this was a totally different experience. To have a photographer follow you around all day was just a strange experience, even though I appreciated his friendliness and flexibility. This person was also the guy who took our engagement photos, so we had worked with him before. What made this part of the day special was that my husband and I got to be together all day and we got to be with our sisters and friends for most of the day. Because all of us are in school and involved in a whole bunch of other activities, it's rare to get us all together in one place. But this was nice.
Finally, after hours and hours of taking pictures, it was time. The pastor of my family's church married us, because we had a great bond with her (I was her daughter's first babysitter after she was adopted). We didn't get married in a church, but we got married in a hall called the Klub Haus, which takes pride in its German heritage.
The reception afterwards was amazing-- I danced to Golden Slumbers by the Beatles and The Sound of Silence covered by Disturbed with my dad and my new husband and I danced to La Vie En Rose covered by Louis Armstrong. It was so much fun to dance with my friends who came to celebrate our day with us and dance with my family too. We danced up until the last possible minute!
This is mostly an excuse to share these beautiful picture that our photographer took.
Weddings are difficult to plan, even when you're splitting it between several people. I was just so happy with how the whole thing came together. The food was great (hamburgers and chicken for dinner, ridiculously good cupcakes for dessert), the place looked beautiful, and it was really great to have almost everyone I know in attendance! This is a day that I will fondly remember for the rest of my life.
Thank you for celebrating the start of our married lives together! We can't wait to see what adventures will come next!
--Jude
What fun to be part of celebrating with you and Jack. Yup, you should find more ocassions to dress up. And to spend whole days with your husband. ;-)
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