Remember that time we got married?

Jake and I are both rather in awe of the reality that an entire year has passed since we became husband and wife. It was such a beautiful day, and I don't exaggerate when I say we wish we could experience the whole thing all over again, exactly how it was a year ago. The people who surrounded us, the setting, the food and drink- it was all so much more than we could have dreamed of and so representative of us (individually and as a unit). 

My dress was the vintage find of all times. My mom and I went dress shopping a few weeks after the official engagement and after a day of big wedding dress stores, we said what the heck and went to the consignment shop nearest where I grew up. It's a little place with a total local vibe, where my mom has been consigning clothes for years. They have one small room of wedding dresses and when we got there they had two in my size. I tried on both, and we immediately knew the second try was the one. After some significant alterations, it still came out to less than $250. Like I said, the vintage find of all vintage finds. 

My family loves Jake and were all beautifully excited and supportive of this big step. There was nothing but huge amounts of joy emanating our household that Sunday. My parent's foundational relationship continued to be an example even on my wedding day- how great is that shot of them looking in each other's eyes, with me in the middle? And my sister and I looking at our brother playing suave? Too good.

The ceremony itself flew by. At first it felt like it was going to take forever- standing there, in front of everyone, all eyes on us and this big crazy thing we're doing. But then, somehow, it was done and we were MARRIED. It's still sinking in. Jake and I still giggle about it. I do wish we could go back and take it in again- everyone sitting on hay bails, the incredible gift of a beautiful day, that walk with my mom and dad down a grass hill turned isle. It was all so thoughtful and meaningful and downright full.

And then we ate and drank and danced the night away. People took hayrides and played bocci ball outside in their formalwear. We kissed and laughed and danced some more. Before I knew it I was taking off my wedding dress and changing into the champagne colored dress I'd picked to leave in. I remember that moment distinctly- feeling so sad to have it over and start letting go of all this hubbub. It was just such a beautiful, blessed day.

Even better than that day, honestly though, was the last year. Being married to Jake, being his wife, has been the most surprising and wonderful adventure. I am so proud and thankful to call him my husband. He makes hard times calm and makes me laugh more than I thought possible. Waking up next to each other every day is my favorite. He is my favorite.