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Out Past the Edge of What They Know

I can't wholly believe it's happened and there's no more planning or fretting, just memories. A good friend recommended that I write everything down before I forget it, and this is my attempt at that. I'm not sure how coherent it will be, but I'll do my best.

Breakfast/brunch at the Silver Diner with Micah, Amanda, and Gary. I had an omelet and home fries and a biscuit and briefly worried that I shouldn't be eating so much right before getting into my dress... and the remembered that the ceremony was seven plus hours away, and I probably wouldn't get a chance to eat again until sometime after 8. Our waitress (Tiffani, or some other strangely spelled version of Tiffany) couldn't have been more than 18, and was absolutely adorable. I can't remember what got said that made me tell her that Micah and I were getting married that night, but her voice hit an impressive pitch when she congratulated us--and then dropped quickly to a more normal range when she pointed out that it's bad luck for the bride and groom to see each other on the day of the wedding.

Back at the cottage (our rooms at the venue) I took two trips to move my dress, shoes, make-up, etc all over to the bride's room upstairs from the reception hall. My mom, sisters and I were supposed to meet Michele at noon to start our hair, but most of us were running a bit late. We finally started around quarter to 1, but things went quickly. And then I we got a bit cocky, because at 4:40, just 20 minutes before Don and Lindsay (our photographers) were due to arrive, I was just finishing up my hair, still in my robe, and without a speck of make up on my face.

I did my make-up as fast as I reasonably could (while Michele put rhinestone bobby-pin thingies in my otherwise-finished hair), and then got into the dress and shoes. And jewelry. Turns out it takes 3 bridesmaids to change my earrings. Shortly after that Lindsay led me out to the front lawn where a wooden dressing screen had been set up perpendicular to an easel holding our ketubah. Don was already snapping photos of Micah who was sitting on the far side of the screen waiting for me (I could see his shoes). I wish I'd felt less rushed in that moment. While our mothers were signing as our witnesses, I was frantically instructing Leah on a) where to find my chalice and athame b) the correct way in which to handle my chalice and athame, c) the amount of wine to put in the chalice and d) where the chalice and athame needed to be for the ceremony.

Tori waited with me further back than the rest of the processional until it was time for her to head down the aisle. I don't remember what we talked about, just a sort of giddiness. Colleen (the wedding coordinator, without whom I would have lost my mind) pulled Tori up, and then it was my turn. I couldn't hear the music well--I'm not sure if it was because I was so focused on other things, or if it just didn't travel well to where I was.

I remember rounding the corner and stepping through the "door" in the mill's ancient walls, and looking straight at Micah. I knew where he'd be from the rehearsal, and I remember distinctly the grin that spread across his face when our eyes met. And I remember there being a big burr caught between the layers of my train while Tori tried to straighten it out. Also my veil not being cooperative when Micah tried to put it back, off my face. I remember trying really hard not to cry so that I could get my vows out. And glancing out into the crowd where my mother was just streaming tears. I remember Pad and Maggie's ring blessing, and the "ooh" of the crowd when he let the two rings come together on the blue-and-white cord. I remember Terry announcing us for the very first time and just being so happy I thought would burst, standing there hand in hand with my husband, looking out at a crowd of our friends and family.

Posed photos out on the lawn with our families and wedding party, then a few more playful ones with just Micah and I out near the creek. Announced to a great Doctor Who medley, and dancing our first dance to JoCo's I'm Your Moon. After the first minute or so PJ, our DJ, invited other couples out onto the floor, and just as they started to join us Micah gave me a great twirl in my Cinderella dress.

After that, the evening is a bit of a blur: hugging James and Lisa, and lots of other people I haven't seen in nearly long enough. Nearly being dropped during the Hora (no really--I know everyone worries they're going to be dropped. If I hadn't had a death grip on the arms there was a good 30 second period there where I really would have tumbled out of the chair), and being saved by Dave who was holding up more than his fair share of both chairs at that point. A million people checking in to see if Micah and I had eaten, and later a million people urging me to drink some water.

The toasts. Ohmygods, the toasts! Travis's Nicholas Sparks toast, Pad's totally innocent yet somehow inappropriate reminiscences ("It was totally platonic--there were like four of us"), Rachel's heartfelt declaration of sisterhood, Christine, Rachel, Brandon, and Emily's Ballad, and of course Dimitri's totally reasonable plea to quit toasting us.

I'll edit and update this post as things come to me, but there was just so much wonderful stuff happening that night. Plus, you know, I married my favorite person in the whole world, so that's pretty awesome.

[6:26 eta:]

Turning around at the end of I'm your Moon to find my divorced parents dancing, and getting along better than I could have hoped.


( 5 Mourned — Mourn )
Mar. 18th, 2013 10:47 pm (UTC)
Aw... I will never forget the moment I was standing under that big tree, with the UU guy, and Alex came out the door and down the asile of guests. It was....

Like that. I knew I was the luckiest guy on the planet. Even the fact that my moron brother forgot the rings did nothing to change that instant in my mind :-)

Mar. 18th, 2013 11:21 pm (UTC)
I am so glad we made the trip down to see you get married! You had such a lovely service and venue and dress and and and! Hopefully we (all) won't wait so long for the next visit. :D

Congratulations to both of you! You both looked gloriously happy and in love.
Mar. 18th, 2013 11:25 pm (UTC)
I'm glad to see you are getting this all down. I wish I'd written anything at all down at my wedding - I have no recall of where my mind was at then, or what I was thinking of things.

It was a fantastic service, and I loved the mix of it. The two of you looked so pleased and bright. It helped to share a view into what you two are together, what you have made together, and what is to come.

After the wedding proper, when I found my way to you, the energy gathered about you, and radiant mark on your forehead, just about took my words away. I've now seen sigils on a person dying, on a person in the late stages of pregnancy, and on a new bride. Thank you for that experience. It will stick with me.

Lastly, thank you again for doing such a fantastic job of matching us up to a table. I think it took us all about 15 seconds to connect, and then it was like we were with old friends who had shared many a party with us. Delightful!
Mar. 19th, 2013 01:46 am (UTC)
It sounds wonderful, I am so happy for you both!
Mar. 19th, 2013 09:05 pm (UTC)
I would definitely have recognised the Who theme - I just listened. We didn't hear the synth, just the strings. REALLY changes how recogniseable such an iconic theme is to a non-fan. Also made the bit about a minute in, where you arrived, almost sinister.

I thought it was a really lovely wedding. Really *you* (both of you).
( 5 Mourned — Mourn )

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