Sometimes it’s not the first time a mother sees her daughter on her wedding day that it hits her. But then it hits her, really hits her, during a quiet moment of downtime–the delicate white lace, the white bloom in her coiffed blonde hair, the same veil that cascaded down her own back 34 years ago. Sometimes it’s in the living room, with a large faux giraffe lurking nearby. Regardless of scenery, it’s moments like these that are truly a treasure–the pure, raw emotion; the happiness of a wedding day.
On this languid, sweltering Labor Day, I simply couldn’t wait to share this moment between Megan and her mother at her house in Port Clinton… Full blog post of Megan and Justin’s nautical rehearsal and beautiful dockside wedding coming very, very soon, so stay tuned!!