Kelly and I wed on March 15, an event that we've been looking forward to for a very long time. Despite keeping the wedding modest and casual, it still involved a great deal of planning and anxiety, occupying my attention for the last few months. (Kelly was in charge of her outfit; I planned everything else, with her approval at each stage.) But all of that trouble was worth it to say our vows publicly at last, and to have a party with our friends and family. I felt so much love that day, and I will treasure that feeling for years to come. It's a relief to have this day behind us, and for it to have gone so well.

There's a much longer version of this post with lots of photos and more information about each part of the wedding.


Four Replies to The Wedding

Erik Bates | April 7, 2014
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Chris Lemler | April 7, 2014
You guys are right for each other!!!! Glad to hear you guys are happy

Evie Totty | May 6, 2014
It was a joy to be invited and witness to this special event and lots of fun reading the stories!

Scott Hardie | May 11, 2014
In the original draft, I neglected to mention that Kelly walked down the aisle to "Rose of My Heart" by Johnny Cash, which has become a favorite of ours. :-)



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