I'm a wedding and portrait photographer living in Vancouver, BC with my husband Randy. I photographed my first wedding when I was only 17 years old - and I've photographed over 200 weddings since! I am an avid bookworm, lover of green tea, pretty nail polish & my Labradoodle Harley. Thanks for visiting!
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Our Love Story
andrea & kris, both twelve years old, met for the first time when their families moved onto the same street. these two went to the same high school, but you know how it goes, different friends, different hangout places: they didn’t end up in the same group often. it wasn’t until the may long weekend, seven years ago now, that both andrea & kris were hanging out at the cloverdale rodeo with friends that they met again. kris saw andrea as she entered, and although the stories differ slightly between the two, kris briefly suggested they should grab “coffee” sometime. they parted ways, only to run into each other later that evening — and hang out until they both went home. a week later, they coffee-dated. seven years later, they’re gettin’ married!
i love awkward. i do. i love those stories, i thought she was into me, but then i wasn’t sure, and i didn’t want to assume, so i played it cool. and, i thought HE was into me, seemed to be pursuing, but i wasn’t sure, because all of a sudden he backed off, ignored me half the time. it’s awkward. sometimes the beginning of a dating relationship can make for a pretty funny story. ;) veronica and henry have one of those stories. they met in high school, but never really knew each other, just knew of one another through high school sports. henry is a couple of years older than veronica, which made their friend groups completely different. after high school, they found themselves at the same university and sports brought them together once again.
i’m sitting down today and i WILL finish writing about my guatemala missions trip. no, i won’t be able to do the two weeks justice. no, i won’t be able to summarize all thirty pages of my journal in this last post… but that’s okay. if i sit here and wait for the day when i feel like my writing adequately can wrap up the trip, i’ll never write. sometimes done is better than perfect. amen, anyone?
thanks for all your lovely comments about part one of my guatemala missions trip blog post. there are already a few things i’m remembering i want to go back and add to the first post: stories, quotes, thoughts. that’ll always be the case though. so i’m going to leave it and keep writing.