Once all of our wedding party pictures were taken, we headed to the ceremony/reception site. We had a couple minutes to spare, so we made an all important stop at a gas station to pick up a protein bar for myself. I was starving by the time 4pm rolled around and the groomsmen wouldn’t let me go to the ceremony without eating. I am so glad that I listened to them!
Even though Mr.D and I had already seen each other earlier in the day, there was still so much emotion from both of us when it came time to walk down the aisle. A lot of people don’t like the idea of the groom seeing the bride before the ceremony, but I am so glad we did it. I would have been a thousand times more nervous if we hadn’t seen each other before hand.
To start the ceremony, Mr.D walked in with both of his parents. We wanted to make sure that they felt included in the ceremony.
Once Mr.D was in position, he waited for me to walk in with both of my parents. I love the look on Mr.D’s face in this picture…he looks anxious and nervous, yet so ready for us to be married!
Next, I was walked down the aisle with both of my parents. I am so happy that I asked both of my parents, as they are so important to me.
Once we were both in place, we started our ceremony. Our justice of peace was amazing- he met with us a couple months before the wedding and asked us a bunch of questions about ourselves and about our relationship. For our ceremony, he included a bunch about us and our relationship. It definitely made it more personal.
We also decided that during our ceremony we wanted to do a rose ceremony for both of our parents. The rose ceremony was basically a way of saying thank you to our parents for raising us, supporting each of us and for supporting and encouraging our relationship. Neither of our parents knew that we were going to be doing the rose ceremony, but I think they were touched by it.
The funniest part of our ceremony was during the rose ceremony. When I gave my father in-law a hug, he picked me up off of the ground, but when he put me back down, my veil had gotten caught and ripped out of my hair. As I turned to walk away, it was left in my father in-law’s hands. He was so embarrassed, but it was such a memorable part of the ceremony that I wouldn’t change!
Next week will be about our reception.
Happy Wednesday everyone!