I don't even know what to say about Ginny's wedding this weekend. Words are not enough.
Pictures might be able to tell the tale, except that I cried my way through the important parts and forgot to take any. All I can say is, Ginny and Ed, you pulled it off. The best wedding ever.
And not because the ceremony was sob inducing (which is was) or the bride was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen (and she was). It wasn't the invitations, the food, the 1920's flapper accessories. Or even the dolled up guests. It wasn't the baby farm animals or the mint juleps or the old-timey photo Polaroid station. Although all of these things were, in fact, absolutely, divinely perfect.
It had more to do with the fact that when they said "I do" the whole state of Georgia crackled with electricity. It was a moment bigger than the Grand Finale on the Fourth of July. Bigger than New Years in Times Square. Bigger than Halley's Comet.
It a big, big moment in a little field, on a little farm, in Georgia.
Pictures might be able to tell the tale, except that I cried my way through the important parts and forgot to take any. All I can say is, Ginny and Ed, you pulled it off. The best wedding ever.
And not because the ceremony was sob inducing (which is was) or the bride was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen (and she was). It wasn't the invitations, the food, the 1920's flapper accessories. Or even the dolled up guests. It wasn't the baby farm animals or the mint juleps or the old-timey photo Polaroid station. Although all of these things were, in fact, absolutely, divinely perfect.
It had more to do with the fact that when they said "I do" the whole state of Georgia crackled with electricity. It was a moment bigger than the Grand Finale on the Fourth of July. Bigger than New Years in Times Square. Bigger than Halley's Comet.
It a big, big moment in a little field, on a little farm, in Georgia.
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