Little Wedding on the Fairy Hill

Watching the Guests Arrive – Photo by E.Capozzi

It happens like that.  The things that are far away all of a sudden arrive.  The days go from hot to cool.  School buses start to make an appearance.  And for us, the day we had been planning for since the winter – the wedding.

I write this a just over a week later, on a quiet Sunday morning.  Everyone is asleep except me, and we’re finally starting to truly rest.

Everyone started arriving Thursday, and slowly the list of things on my to-do list started to get checked off, and new ones stopped being added.  The weather was due to be perfect.  And it was.  The sunflowers were in bloom everywhere and we covered our house and the wedding venue with them.  

I drove to the airport to pick up my best friend and Matron of Honor, Liz, and her husband Joe, and got a much-needed hug from both of them.  The two of them are part of my life’s bedrock, having seen me through some of the hardest things, and that they were with me for one of the happiest things seems only fitting.  They immediately dove in to help, and even gave us space for a quiet moment a few hours before the ceremony.

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Saying Hello Before it All Begins – Photo by J. Capozzi

Falling in love again in your 40s is a supreme act of faith.  Making a second-time-around promise in front of 75 people is a public act of affirmation.   For us, this was the thing that was always supposed to be, and our family and friends showed up to support.  Our neighbor Jay played and sang the kids and I down the aisle, and Melissa, his wife and one of my closest friends, officiated.  My sister made the beautiful cakes, flavors like vanilla with blackberry lavender filling.  Joe and Eli put it all together.  Our family surrounded us, and friends we haven’t seen in years, plus those we see all the time.

It was beautiful.  We started all in a rush because Statler, our flower chicken, decided to try to escape her basket, and chicken-chasing wasn’t built into the schedule (flower chickens being an as-yet insufficiently tapped wedding trend) to walk down the aisle.

“It’s Time” Candice said.

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Walking Down the Aisle – Photo by S. Astyk

On December 21, 2016 I started over at Sithean.  On August 30, 2019 I started all over yet again, but this time it’s we, not me.  I can’t wait to see what’s next…..

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Hello at the Reception – Photo by J. Capozzi

 

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