It would be a crime if I went through this entire trip without stating information about the wedding itself.
God’s sense of humor never ceases to amaze me.
As many of you remember, this weekend a rather nasty winter blast went through the Baltimore area. Originally we thought we were going to receive just ice, then a winter mix, then just snow.
We got just snow. What was incredible about this was while I was pulling up to the church, Amy and Ty were out getting some photos taken pre-wedding. The snow was just enough to coat everything, and in turn make this wedding look to be a winter wonderland. It was beautiful.
Inside the church, a lovely building with large wood frames and everything else. The atmosphere was alive and excited. It wasn’t the somber, traditional wedding [easily to be confused with a funeral], it was a lively, pumped, even with a sax playing while people were entering [a live sax]. During the wedding, the atmosphere was light and hopeful. The preacher cracked a few jokes, Ty made a few entertaining gestures, and most importantly…or at least to myself…the two [bride and groom] could not keep their hands off each other. You could see both of them were so anxious for that, “You may now kiss the…” moment, it was truly sweet, delightful, and everything a true wedding should be. It was rather neat to see both sets of parents place a blessing on the couple during the wedding, including Amy’s dad handing her a green old testament bible that he had given to his wife with her engagement ring in it, on the day they were engaged…31 years ago [please pause to grab a tissue]. The two left down the isle, smiling, laughing, and Amy was just beaming with life. Of the years I’ve known her, I’ve never seen her so excited.
Afterwards, and a few miles down this beautiful, snow laced road I wound around to the reception ballroom. During which, after being seated, snacked on raspberries, blackberries, and cherries [you do not understand the disturbing addiction I have towards these specific three fruits], and chatted with Amy and Ty’s old friends and classmates [remember, I’m the only one from Missouri there, aside from the bride and groom I literally knew no one in the beginning]. While gingerly watching my clock, in order to board my flight on time; the bride and groom made their grand entrance.
When Ty entered, he had a digital belt buckle on that read, “It’s About Time!!!” nearly knocking all of onto the floor laughing. The first dance, as expected, was the couples first dance, and 3/4 through the song…it slowed and stopped…indicating it was broken…
…or was it?
Ty has a sick addiction to DUB music, something he’s turned me onto over the past year. sure enough, the DUB kicked on without a doubt, and Amy and Ty dawned some club sunglasses [the ones that have blinds going across the front of them]; and just danced it away. Following which the father-daughter dance, Amy and her father danced to “Butterfly Kisses” [go ahead…grab the tissue again], and in the last verse; the DJ announced that Amy would like to invite all father’s with their daughter’s up to the floor to dance. Not a dry eye in the building.
Sadly, I had to leave the reception in order to make my destination. However, as I left, I was able to come to this conclusion:
I had witnessed the perfect wedding.