- 6 years ago
- Wedding: January 2012
Darling Husband and I are both Catholic, so we had a full mass. It was really interesting explaining to a bunch of our guests that no, it wouldn’t be in Latin, and no, it wouldn’t take three or four hours. It was so meaningful, though, and I’m so glad we did it. The only downside was the limits the church placed on where the photographers could stand, and so we didn’t get as much close-up shots as we would have liked.
My grandpa and his wife began the processional. They were the only set of grandparents who could make it to the wedding, unfortunately. They looked great walking down together, though. I know they were really proud because I was the first grandchild to get married (and, until just a few months ago when my half-aunt gave birth to baby #3, I was the only granddaughter they had).
We did something a little bit different for the entrance of the mothers and the unity candle. My mom didn’t really have anyone to escort her, since my dad was walking with me and my brother was a groomsman. Thus, I had her and Mr. Moon’s mom walk together (and Mr. Moon’s dad walked behind them as an escort). They each carried a candle, and instead of just sitting down when they got to the end of the aisle, they went together to light our unity candle. After that was done, they sat down. I thought it was a really unique and special way to do it, and I think our moms appreciated having something else to do during the ceremony.
After the mothers and Father-In-Law were seated, our bridal party started their entrance. We had six attendants each, and we had the guys escort the ladies. I went back and forth for a while over whether or not to have them walk down the aisle too, but we eventually decided it would look nice. I think it did end up looking great, too. This picture of Groomsman G and Bridesmaid K is especially awesome; I think K is just glowing in this photo.
There did end up being one funny moment because of it. One of my bridesmaids, Bridesmaid E, and one of the groomsmen, Groomsman E, dated for a while back in high school. They were pretty serious at the time, and I believe the big M-word might have passed their lips once or twice, but things didn’t work out. These days, though, they’re on good terms. Anyway, when we started trying to pair up our attendants, we realized that it simply made the most sense to put the two of them together. The night before, at the rehearsal, when they realized that they were going to end up walking down the aisle together after all, they busted out laughing. It was especially hilarious since Groomsman E is in seminary right now and plans to become a Catholic priest.
After the attendants had all made it to the altar, it was the ring bearer’s turn. He carried a ring pillow that my mom made. We had another minor hiccup when he made it to the end, though. I had forgotten to buy and attach little stunt rings to the pillow, so it was empty when he carried it (we weren’t about to trust a hyperactive little four-year-old with our actual rings). However, Mr. Moon had told him that he had the very important of carrying our rings to us. Therefore, when the ring bearer got to the end of the aisle, he didn’t want to sit down! In this picture, he’s telling Mr. Moon that he couldn’t sit down yet because he hadn’t brought the rings, and we couldn’t get married without our rings! Mr. Moon told him that he had done a great job and that we had them, and so the boy finally sat down, but he was SO CONFUSED. It was kind of hilarious.
After that, our little herd of flower girls walked down the aisle. I was so proud of Adorably Precocious and Mini Precocious for doing such a good job pushing Flower Girl A in her wheelchair. There was so much cuteness in the middle of the aisle during their walk that I’m surprised the universe didn’t implode.
And, with that, my dad and I walked through the doors and started down the aisle.
This was Mr. Moon’s first glimpse of me that entire day and his first glimpse of my dress ever. I love this shot because apparently his jaw dropped open. BIL told me later that he heard a whispered, “Oh my God.” It was approximately 0.01 seconds after this picture was taken that he started having to fight really hard not to cry. He was trying SO HARD to keep it all in… which is why, when I was about halfway there and one heaving sob finally escaped him, it was as loud as a jet engine. About half our guests giggled. Mr. Moon didn’t care, though; he says the only thing he could possibly think about right then was how incredibly beautiful I looked and how incredibly lucky he was. <3
By the time I got to him and my dad lifted my veil, poor Darling Husband completely lost it. I was beaming and couldn’t stop smiling, but he was leaking water all over the place. Lots of our guests told me later that they couldn’t even really pay any attention to me as I walked down the aisle because it was so touching to see Mr. Moon become so overcome with emotion – and these were my friends who said so. I’m okay with it because, honestly, I much prefer looking at these pictures of him over the ones of me, too. So cute. <3
And, at last, we were together inside the church.
My good friend N from high school was the cantor. She has an amazing voice, and she looked splendid that day. I was so happy to have such a talented friend help us out.
During the entire mass, our unity candle burned brightly.
Our priest was amazing, and his homily was absolutely hilarious and really, really touching. You can see everyone in the pews cracking up. Since the wedding, almost everyone I’ve talked to has told me how awesome our priest was and how much they liked listening to him, even a bunch of our atheist/non-Christian friends. You KNOW it’s a good homily when you hear that.
I was just glad to be there with my almost-husband. I spent a good portion of the ceremony resting my head on his shoulder just to be closer to him.
At last, it was time for our vows. Darling Husband lost it again while he was saying his, and I got pretty teary-eyed, too.
I wasn’t so teary-eyed during mine. I was trying not to crack up, actually, since I couldn’t get his freaking ring over his knuckle. I was saying my vows while pushing on his finger with all my might just to try and put his stupid ring on! I accidentally did a fist pump when I finally got it. Oops.
We sat down together for the first time as man and wife and immediately got to the most important part of the ceremony: admiring each other’s rings.
We had to stand up again a moment later for a blessing. Though Darling Husband and I had put our tears behind us and were now happily glowing because we were married, you can see Mother-In-Law in the background of this photo crying into her handkerchief.
Not everyone found the ceremony to be so touching and interesting, though. My friend’s daughter was, apparently, bored out of her mind. XD
But at least some of the kids had a good time! I love this picture of Flower Girl A and her dad.
Toward the end, we offered a bouquet of flowers to the Holy Mother. Neither of us had ever seen this tradition done before, but when we heard about it, we had to do it. While we did, DH’s cousin, who is a professional singer and actress in New York, sang Schubert’s “Ave Maria”.
Finally, at the very end… “You may now kiss the bride.”
Our triumphant exit!
We had one short moment together in the narthex while we waited to people to empty out. We couldn’t stop smiling and holding and kissing each other. This is one of my very favorite pictures from the whole day.
Then, of course, there’s the legal part. We had our two witnesses, the Maid/Matron of Honor and the best man, both sign the license. You can tell that my ninja Maid/Matron of Honor just got married a few months ago and knows what she’s doing because of her strategic placement of her bouquet while she signed.
And, with all that done, we were officially husband and wife. Best. Feeling. Ever.
Next up: the formal portraits.
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