- 6 years ago
- Wedding: January 2012
Recap #1 can be found here: http://boards.weddingbee.com/topic/real-recap-1-getting-ready-pic-heavy
Here is the entrance of the church where Darling Husband was waiting…:)
My parents were highly amused that I kept directing the driver to stop and start again so that we would arrive at exactly 7:05. It is tradition in Greece that the bride does not arrive exactly on time (7pm), but I did not want to be too late.
At the end of the 25 minute drive, during which I tried desperately to stay as calm as possible, we steadily approached the church entrance.
I remember taking a very deep breath. Getting out of the car and walking up the first few steps is still a blur.
I should probably explain that here the father does not walk the bride down the aisle. The groom waits for the bride outside of the church. The father gives the bride away to the groom at the entrance, and then the bride and groom walk together down the aisle.
I remember giving Darling Husband a huge smile and seeing a huge excited smile on his face. I remember trying not to cry with all my might, and I remember the florist throwing a huge bunch of rose petals over us right before we walked in the church. I squealed! And then people around me were pulling petals from my bosom…ha.
Darling Husband told me later that when my father gave me away, Darling Husband called him “father” and my dad started crying. Thank God I didn’t notice this because I would have totally lost it.
Darling Husband also told me that I started walking into the church really fast and he had to tell me to slow down…oops.
As we walked in I noticed that the florist had not decorated the ceremonial candles the way I had asked her to…and then I had a great moment. I told myself, “Evie, shut up. Just stop. Let go and enjoy the day.” And that was honestly the first moment that I truly accepted that there was no more for me to plan or control. I finally let go and I’m so glad I did.
We approached the altar and the ceremony began. For the first 5 minutes I was still quite nervous and trying not to cry. I felt overwhelmed with love for Darling Husband. As we started to participate in the ceremony I relaxed- we had to concentrate on the priest, his instructions and our roles in the church service. The atmosphere was solemn, earnest, and touching.
The priest that led the ceremony was the same priest who baptized me. He is a very kind man and it meant the world to me that he could be there. He is very old and can sometimes be forgetful and shaky during services, but he performed his role with ease- flawlessly.
I loved sneaking looks off to the side, seeing family and friends with tears in their eyes, or with huge smiles on their faces.
Here are some detail shots:
All the symbolic elements of the Orthodox marriage ceremony: the rings, the crowning, taking our first steps around the alter as man and wife…It was a stirring experience: Rich with meaning, and rich with hope for the course of our lives together as one.
Here we are leaving the church:
Once the service was over, I honestly wished we could do it all over again. Although we had an incredibly happy and fun reception…looking back, the church ceremony was the most special part of the day for me. I’m glad I took advise from other bees to really “take in” the day. Rather than being swept away and distracted by the crowd, the anxiety, the whirlwind…I stayed very connected to the meaning of the church ceremony and what it meant for both of us.
I’m sorry if this summary seems overly dramatic or cheesy, but it is honest!
I’ll end with a funny story….So, Darling Husband had been teasing me from the moment I booked our antique citroen car from the 1940s…He kept saying it was going to break down and that we would need to take a cab. I just told him he was being ridiculous and that he is too negative and always assumes the worst case scenario. He kept teasing me about the car all the months of our engagement!
Well, we are in the car ready to go to the reception. Our driver turns the key to start the car, and guess what?….It wouldn’t start! He checked the engine, came back, checked the engine again…no dice.
Darling Husband and I looked at each other and just died laughing! We had to take a cab to the reception. 🙂 We didn’t care, it was so funny.
Here we are arriving at the reception from the cab…
We are still laughing about it!!
Recap #3 coming soon…:)