One year ago today, I got married.
And yes, there was a children’s animal parade.
No, not animals on parade for children. Not the pets of kids on parade. But children, dressed up as animals, on parade, down the aisle. “Why??” you may ask (and several did).
Because it was dang cute.
Photo by seven14photography
Photo by Mae Afenir Kintanar
They marched down the aisle, lined up on the stage and shouted, “Here comes the bride!”
And at that moment, time and place jarred together, and I was present at my wedding.
My wedding day had started the night before, because I didn’t go to sleep. Call it nerves, call it jitters, but let’s call it what it was: I had a ton of stuff to do. I was still putting my bouquet together at midnight, and my vows were only half-written by 2 a.m.
The wedding photographers (the awesome seven14 photography, www.seven14photo.com) and my makeup artist showed up at around 6 a.m. And from there, everything seemed to blur together. We did photos before the wedding at the Walt Disney center in downtown L.A. Then rushed in a hummer limo (my father insisted that all weddings needed to have one. I suspect he wanted to ride in it) to Vibiana, the venue, where I was still writing my vows up until 30 minutes before the ceremony.
Everything was a flurry of activity — and emotion. Actually, what I remember most was the heightened emotion. Everything was fraught with it. Seeing people was emotional (and each one brought their own different surge of emotion), being at the venue was emotional, just trying to remember lists of mundane details was itself an exercise in emotion.
Everything is roiling and boiling and swirling and blurring. I’m here but my thoughts are stretching out and around and trying to encompass all the million and one different things I should have brought/done/checked while there are so so many people around me.
Then the kids call.
Things sharpen, clarify, settle down. There I am, with my dad, walking down the aisle. I see Bjorn and I can’t wait to get up on that stage with him. The heaving, surging mass of humanity once again becomes a crowd of people we love and who are surrounding us with love.
And that was my wedding.
(Of course, there were many more details, and many more things happened, but pictures tell a thousand words, so I’m just going to share some albums with you:
Jammie Karlman is the entertainment editor for the Chico Enterprise-Record. Contact her at firstname.lastname@example.org. Follow her on Twitter @JammieKarlman