the light. man, the light on this day. how it touched everything in this pure and lovely and whole way, how everything looked. i was so inspired from minute one, so drawn in by the warmth of marty’s mother and sisters. i felt like i was seeing in slow motion. the tears that lined an’s eyes meeting the tears that lined martha’s. under passing clouds and a very large tree. it was simple and sweet with not one but two ceremony kisses and soft footsteps marking out a first dance. this is my favorite thing to do. my whole heart in it.

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