03/20/2022
I knew I would say goodbye to the wedding industry eventually, but I didn’t know it would be so suddenly.
Though it feels strange to be heading into Spring and to have my calendar free of events, it also feels right. Brandon was my weekend warrior. He took the girls every Saturday and planned an adventure with them. He looked forward to his time alone with them. He was so damn reliable. Without him, it just feels impossible to navigate a season, let alone a wedding season. My girls need me, and I need them.
A few stories of the true gift Brandon was — I once locked my keys in my car right before a wedding ceremony and Brandon had to drive out (while Mara was a newborn) to deliver me the second set. Our daughters also refused bottle feeding so I can’t count the number of times he brought Mara to a wedding parking lot so that I could nurse her quickly instead of pumping in a bathroom or in my car — it was just easier for both of us. And that’s what Brandon was all about — making things easier, especially on me. Damn, I miss that.
My favourite of all though — he knew I hated missing bath night. Naked babies and baths, my heart would explode. So every single time, he’d send me a pic of the girls all wrapped up in their towels to make sure I didn’t miss out. And then he’d await my phone call when I wrapped up the night — usually 45 minutes later than scheduled, and he’d talk to me the whole way home. I hate driving in the dark and when I’m tired, and he never minded keeping me company.
This is all hard. But I’m figuring things out the best I can. I am so grateful to every one of you who has trusted me in capturing your big day, to all of your kind guests, hilarious wedding parties, and sweet parents. And I’m grateful for your support as I venture forward, perhaps with new adventures ❤️
Don’t forget to love hard — and embrace the moments. When you dance with your dad, take in every moment. And when you look into your husband’s eyes, burn that memory into stone 🤍
