PERFECTION IS AN ILLUSION … an idea formed in the mind based on what one has become programmed to believe is the exact way something is supposed to be. There are certain things I want done a particular way, but that’s more on the obsessive side and fodder for another post entirely. So we’ll leave that alone for now. 🙂
My son got married this past weekend, and it was a beautiful, unique wedding in the mountains. There were some hiccups with the music, but everyone kept walking. As soon as they started reading their vows to each other, the music glitch melted away and tears began to fall. My heart grew again in that moment.
There were things that were planned, changed, rearranged, and changed again up until the last minute. We were supposed to have a small group of family members all do a shot in memory of two grandfathers no longer with us (one being my dad). When I first heard the idea many months ago, I cried. I was a little disappointed that it never happened, but everyone was having so much fun that it’s fine. Letting it go. The shots were not those people. Those people are in our hearts forever.
The ceremony was at 9am at Lily Lake in Rocky Mountain National Park. We did have to get up super early to drive up there, but it didn’t matter to me because the day wasn’t about me. The day belonged to my son and daughter-in-law, and that’s all that mattered. Knowing that the weather in the mountains can turn from sunny to stormy in the afternoons, it worked out great! Cocktail hour was at 10am and reception from 11am until 3pm at Twin Owls Steakhouse in Estes Park.
I didn’t take one picture the entire day. My camera stayed home, and I didn’t touch my cell phone. I left the photography to my dear friend, Steph. Many snapshots have hit Facebook already, but I know that the work that goes into processing professional photos takes time and is worth the wait. 🙂 And if I have a droopy eye or anyone has stray hairs or crooked clothes in the photos, it really doesn’t matter. There’s no such thing as perfect. The fact that we were all together is what matters.