As soon as my family moved to Virginia, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I wanted to get married in my parent’s backyard. They live on a beautiful 5 acre piece of land out in the country, and there is literally no place that is more beautiful or meaningful to me. I loved this idea of having complete creative control over ever last detail. If we did the wedding anywhere else, I’d have to deal with someone else’s rules and standards and ideas, and I didn’t want that. I wanted a blank canvas with which I could create the perfect space to celebrate Joseph and I and all of the things that make us so uniquely us.
Whenever I get overwhelmed with planning, or when I’m trying to figure out how I want certain details to be, I go back to these pictures that I took my first week that I moved here two and a half years ago, and let myself get taken back in my memory to the exact moment that I took them. I’m always reminded that there was something so ethereal, almost magical, about this place that I now called home. At a hectic, overwhelming and painful time in my life, this place became, and still is, my ultimate retreat.
So as Joseph and I take this next step in our lives, there is no better place that I can think of for us to say the most powerful and important vows two humans can make than the place that grew me, softened me, healed me and reminded me that there is so, so much magic and beauty left in this world if you’re just willing to believe it’s there.