I still do some wedding photography, but not nearly as much as I had been. I miss it, but I would rather be at my daughter’s soccer game or the opening night at my son’s play than be anywhere else in the world. There are so many things I would miss out on in my own life if I was too busy catching the moments of other people. I do love photography and it would be great to continue to run my business as well as I used to, but I like my family even more, and I’m fortunate enough that only working sometimes is manageable with my family’s finances. Every once in a while, however, the planets align: my kids aren’t doing anything that they want me to be part of and I’m able to do a booking or two. Everybody’s happy, and I put away some money toward a family vacation, even more soccer equipment, or summer camp.
This weekend was one of those times. The kids both had nothing going on, so they wanted to spend time with friends. My husband decided to go golfing all day Saturday, which he rarely gets to do. I could manage being the chauffer and be there for a friend who was walking down the aisle with her high school sweetheart – twelve years later! They had found each other, lost each other, and then found each other again. It has been a long and winding road for them, and I’ve known her long enough to appreciate the journey. I really wanted to be there, so I was truly excited that I got to go. If I’d still been working steadily, I probably would have had an assistant with me so that I could relax and enjoy the wedding a little, or even brought one of the kids with me to do some of the equipment lugging or something, but it wasn’t meant to be.
When I first got to my friend’s, we ran through the different photos she had asked for – of the dress before she put it on, some of the wedding preparations with her bridal party, that sort of thing. We got those shots out of the way. Then she and her dad got into one car while the rest of her attendants got into another (I got to go with them and take some candid shots of them along the way – the pictures got even funnier after the limo stopped to get the groomsmen!) All in all, it was a great time getting there. We were hustled into the church and the ceremony started almost on time! The rest of the day passed by in a blur from behind my viewfinder. But my favorite moments were watching how happy the bride and groom were.
It was a great day that I got to share with a good friend, and I am glad that I was chosen as her photographer. I truly hope she loves the photos as much as I enjoyed taking them.