Weekend of Love

I performed two weddings over the previous weekend. Each was very different from the other in every way except love.

The first couple had planned for an outdoor wedding, the venue they had chosen was lovely but as the day arrived it became apparent that it would rain all day. This caused a last minute venue change to the brides parent's home. The bride was strong and beautiful, willing to roll with whatever came her way and completely focused on the purpose of the evening, to become man and wife. Their love was all that mattered. Watching the bride and groom saying their vows to each other, framed by the fireplace and mantle behind them seemed as if it was meant to be that way all along.

The second couple had rented and decorated a beautiful ballroom on Main Street in a small Oklahoma town. Due to unforeseen circumstances within the wedding party this ceremony began about an hour later than planned. The bride was patient and kind and had a support system which jumped into action to make certain she had the perfect ceremony that she had worked so hard to plan and in the end she walked down the aisle to meet her sweetheart. These two were married in a dim ballroom under a magical archway of tooling and twinkle lights.

Both of my brides this weekend faced adversity with grace and I am proud to have been a part of each of these events, to know these charming women and to have witnessed the strength of love each of these couples shared.