There were a lot of things I loved about our ceremony, but nothing could beat our exchange of vows. For one thing, we were really excited to write and share our own words (which you can read here), and for another, the exchange went from a magical, intimate affair to an absolutely hilarious moment, because just after I finished reciting my vows, Radley threw up his hands and said, "This isn't fair — she's a writer!" Our family and friends cracked up, and it made everything feel all the more light and carefree.
Another part I loved? The two readings: Mark Twain's "A Marriage" read by Radley's godfather, Mario, and the traditional Irish blessing, which was read by my godmother, Kari. It was so special to have our godparents be part of that sacred ceremony, and there's just something incredible about sharing those moments with the people who have been by your side every step of the way.
Later that night, Radley and I talked about how emotional we'd felt during the ceremony, and I remember him saying that he'd kept his mouth closed because if he'd opened it, he'd have cried. I felt the same way, but as soon as we shared our first kiss and were announced as husband and wife, all we could do was cheer and laugh and stare at each other. In the midst of all that enthusiasm, my veil slipped off — and one of my favorite photos from the day is this last one, taken just after Radley picked it up and carried it down the aisle with him. Sweetest, most blissful moment of my life.
(Photos by Cooper Carras)