Three thousand three hundred and seventy four days. That’s how the best man, Kyle, began his toast. Amy and Matt had been dating for three thousand three hundred and seventy four days before they got married last weekend. They met in high school. Amy was a sophomore, and Matt was a senior… which definitely raised the eyebrows of Amy’s parents. It wasn’t long; however, before their eyebrows lowered and they realized how great of a guy Matt was for Amy.
So, after three thousand three hundred and seventy four days of dating, it comes as no surprise to anyone that I walked into DragonRidge Golf Club last Saturday and felt nothing but ease. The dresses were laid out perfectly for each girl to slide into… Amy’s shoes and jewelry were ready to be photographed, and there was a calmness that continued to follow even after the bridal party arrived. It was as though the universe had always known that this day would happen.
Amy’s “something old” was this pearl necklace which belonged to her late grandmother. The charm on the necklace belongs to Nana, who is helping her put on the necklace in the photograph below. I couldn’t help but wipe away tears from behind my camera as such a beautiful piece of jewelry was placed on a this bride. This bride whose legacy is just beginning to be formed while her two grandmother’s legacies are in full bloom.
Amy and Matt chose to do a first look. Seeing each other before the ceremony allowed for them to have a moment to themselves before the craziness of the day took over, and it allowed for plenty of time for photographs. Huge thank you to Meg Ruth of Meg Ruth Photography for the image on the right.
After the ceremony, we had some time during cocktail hour to head out onto the beautiful ground of DragonRidge Golf Club for some more bride and groom photos.
Amy and Matt decided to do a generation dance in lieu of a garter and bouquet toss. DJ Mike Fox, who was simply amazing during the reception, asked for all the married couples to enter the dance floor. Throughout the song he asked for couples who had been married less than six hours… one year… two years… five years… ten years… fifteen years… etc… to leave the dance floor. Until all that was left were Amy’s grandparents, Nana and PapPap. Amy presented Nana with her bouquet, and I’m not sure that there was a dry eye in the ballroom.
Congratulations Amy & Matt! I can not wait to see what life has in store for the two of you as individuals and as husband and wife. You complement each other so well, and I wish you nothing but love and happiness for all your years to come. xo.