Evan and I married on August 14th in a ceremony that was quickly planned and hilariously/perfectly executed.
I keep looking back and telling Evan, “Oh, we should’ve done this!” “Oh, why didn’t we do this?!”
When in reality, we were up at 5am biking to our favorite lake and then didn’t fall asleep until 3am after dancing hard with some of our favorite people. We did it all and Evan kept assuring me that we did it all, that it was perfect, but I kept Monday morning quarterbacking.
Until I was going through the maybe nine photos I took myself that day and found this one…
This photo was taken around 6:30am, right after sunrise. It was just us. Biking on a beautiful path. Evan and me. We picked a bit of sage for my make-shift bouquet and Evan tied it together with grass. It was so sweet. So perfect. This moment. These hands. This love.
I feel blessed and grateful for these hands, this man, this love, and the fact that I was able to tie my life to his… and that he wanted to tie his to mine! Yes! My husband!
It was all so perfect.
No more “oh, should’ve”s.