Haley and Charles began their marriage on a beautiful winter afternoon on the deck of the Hilton Melbourne Oceanfront. February weather is notoriously unpredictable around here. It could be 80 and humid or 40 and drizzly. On Saturday, February 09, we lucked out with low 70s, minimal humidity and just the right amount of sun!
Charles and Haley had one of those weddings that make me feel virtually useless. Everything was in place before I arrived, the DJ had a microphone for the officiant, and no one seemed to be suffering from an advanced case of wedding day nerves.
These two were simply adorable. I get a big kick out of couples who giggle and joke throughout their ceremony. Nothing wrong with a little levity, even during the vows! I think it just makes the occasion all the more charming.
The couple was attended by four groomsmen, five bridesmaids, a flower girl and a ring bearer. Their sand ceremony added to the humor of the occasion. The center vase had a rather narrow neck, but the funnel to assist with the blending of the sand was more a hindrance than a help. They eventually gave up on pouring the remainder of their sand. I suspect Haley was eager to press on and get to the kiss. I know Charles was!
I was really impressed with the decor. The aisle runner matched the men's ties! I asked Haley how she managed to coordinate everything. I assumed she had hired a professional planner or decorator to pull that off. Her response? "I either bought or made everything. That's why it's all coordinated, some stuff off of Etsy and made pretty much everything else." This is one seriously talented bride!
To marry is the biggest risk in human relations that a person can take. If we commit ourselves to one person for life this is not, as many people think, a rejection of freedom; rather it demands the courage to move into all the risks of freedom, and the risk of love which is permanent; into that love which is not possession, but participation. It takes a lifetime to learn another person. When love is not possession, but participation, then it is part of that co-creation which is our human calling, and which implies such risk that it is often rejected. ~ From "The Irrational Season" by Madeleine L'Engle