My co-worker asked me (several times over the years now) to shoot some photos of a couple from her church that was getting married. This was wedding #2, and again I felt out of my element. I can’t remember if I shot it for free, or if it was a very cheap rate. It turned out to be a 12 hour day. By the time I got home, I crashed on the couch for 24 hours. Though like every photographer, I couldn’t wait to hop on the computer and start the editing process.
While I wasn’t thrilled with all of the photos that I took, I was happy to see some very lovely shots that came out. I didn’t know the bride and groom, and had never met them before however, they took me in and treated me like family.
I started in the hotel room where Girlie was getting ready, then moved to the church for a very lovely ceremony. Just like every wedding, I had no idea what to expect. Because of my lack of experience, I was pushed aside several times by a woman who was shooting right next to me with her point and shoot. I remember feeling very uncomfortable, and thought to myself “Maybe I should hang up my camera”. What I didn’t realize is that I was able to bring joy yet once again to a happy couple that just wanted to some photographs to look back on when they get older.
I think it’s beautiful to think about my own wedding and how I love to look back on that magical day. Even though I never really like our own wedding photographs (probably because I’m extremely awkward in front of the lens) they are moments thought that were captured on our special day. Wedding are days to remember. Isn’t it nice to have someone there to capture the love of one another?