Not so long ago my father turned a small family visit into an impromptu opportunity to marry his long time girlfriend. I was seven months pregnant with my youngest and he figured (rightly) that this might be my last trip to Canada for a long while. He rallied my sisters, an officiant, some close friends, and in under two weeks their entire wedding had been planned and executed.
They pulled together a great event and all I managed to do was arrive, toddler and pregnant belly intact. Even that was a challenge!
Since everything had been thrown together at the last minute I hadn’t had time to think of the perfect wedding present. A small, very delusional, part of me thought that I’d be able to dash out and get something after I arrived. But between last minute organizing, socializing with friends and family, and taking care of the toddler who desperately wanted to smother the cats with love, I never found a second to get anything. So when my sisters arrived and asked me if I wanted to join them in a group gift I jumped at the chance.
A few days later, home again and flipping through the wedding pictures that I had snapped during the wedding, I realized that I wanted to do something a bit more personal. In the rush there had been no time to hire a professional photographer, so the photos that we had taken were all that they had of the event. With my blogger’s eye I had managed to capture more than just the standard faces, so I jumped online and put together a photo book that told the tale of their wedding from the moment we left their house (I had to include their dog somehow!) to the final celebratory toast.
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