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
I’m getting married in nine days. We finished off the majority of our wedding planning about two weeks ago, so I’ve just been pitter-pattering at a few tasks left (maybe a couple hours a day of errands and the like?) but the “bulk” of it feels done. Some of my things are moved into Randy’s place already (all my books! I have so many beautiful books! – moving those were fun) but most of my life is still here, at my parent’s house. I’m not single, I’m not married, I don’t have all my things here, I don’t have all my things there. I’m not quite sure what to do with myself at the moment – it’s been an odd last week with all of these emotions – but above all, peaceful.
Yesterday, I had the privilege of photographing an amazing family: Shane, Rachael and their 12-day-old baby girl named Aviya Miracle Deborah. Her name means “God is my Father” and as Rachael recounted to me yesterday, “He certainly is her Father.” Shane and Rachael tried to have kids for over five years and when it wasn’t happening for them, God started to stir their hearts towards adoption. Their best friends put together an incredible adoption fundraiser for them this past May at church. Randy and I attended and it was such a beautiful night celebrating this couple and the start of their journey to adopt a child from Florida – boy or girl, age didn’t matter, they just wanted a child of their own. I was so inspired by their faith and their courage. Rachael expressed that evening how they were still believing to have a biological child of their own – but God’s plans for the present would be adoption.
The weeks are flying by. Everybody said the week of the wedding goes the quickest and it’s just madness (in a good way!) every where you turn: family coming in from out of town, last minute tasks, things you forgot to do… and perhaps that will ring true for us, too. But the past two weeks have gone the quickest. Perhaps it’s because I treat every week of wedding planning as “the last week” to ensure the stereotypical “last week” doesn’t happen. We finished a huge project on Tuesday. Since the day I got engaged I’ve been collecting jars, wine bottles, glass bottles of all sizes, a table, two chairs, two big building projects of Randy’s, tons of stationary, twine, paper, bridesmaid and groomsmen gifts, flower vases, clipboards – sooo many things – all piled in my parent’s garage. It was semi-organized, but certainly not even close to what it needed to be for wedding set-up. Tuesday we spent all day working on organizing decor into the appropriate boxes, unwrapping and re-wrapping every bottle before placing back and labelling clearly. Everything is sealed and as far as I’m concerned, ready to GO. 21 days away! Pretty decent, hey?!