anchors and weddings

Lately, it seems like my—now lets call a spade a spade—near obsession with photography—specifically wedding—blogs has cause a ruckus with those who watch me spend a lot of time in front of my computer. It makes them laugh and sigh and role their eyes. The conversation goes a little something like this…

Person who is not me: “Are you looking at ANOTHER blog?!”

Me: “Yes! But this one is just fantastic because…” (at this point the other person is usually looking at me like I have three heads.)

PHINM: “I just find it slightly ironic that you, the one who holds commitment outstretched with a 10 foot pole is looking at, of all things, weddings.”

Well, as you can imagine, after I try to defend the relationship assumption I am left with little attention span to devote to my defense of my blogs. But sometimes I get on enough of a role I can keep going.

You see, it is odd that someone like me, who struggles with the idea of “forever” in anything, not just another person (I mean I spend a long time picking out a wallet and not to sound like Cher from Clueless, but everything else from residence to career is deemed rather serious) can get as giddy as Cinderella, and yet I do (no pun intended). For two very good reasons.

One. I know some amazing photographers. Ok, so I use “know” in the loosest sense, but from my time in Charlottesville to the close little community I call Facebook, there are some truly fantastic and aesthetic photography going around that does touch on weddings. Cool people living their lives as photographers. Now, that’s pretty awesome.

Two. A very wise person once said—this being my mother of course—that people show the upmost hope and faith in the future when they decide to have children. I like that. The idea that you really have to trust human beings to treat the future well because the one thing you hold dearest in the world will face that future in most cases without you present for the later part of it. As poetic as that is, I believe a lot of that hope starts at a wedding. I mean think of it. Here are two people living a day that many a young girl (and boy…I guess) have thought about or dreamed about for over a decade and sometimes over decades. They have nothing but the belief that without the person standing by them in that funny penguin getup or that frilly white dress, life just wouldn’t be worth it.

That friends, is what I call hope.

And it radiates from the day. When captured by these talented people called photographers there is this glow, this joy that almost feels, well to add to the clichés, magical.

Let’s be real, who couldn’t use a little glimpse at magic?

So that’s why I follow wedding blogs. That’s why I repost them on Facebook. That’s why I have multiple windows open on my desktop. (At least some of the time, sometimes it is, well you know, not wedding blogs.)

Now about that other commitment comment…

P.S. Looking for some of that magic? Check out these photographers: Sarah Cramer, Eric Kelley (and I love his wife Lora too!), Joyeuse Photography, Jessica Smith, Junebug Weddings, Elisa B

P.P.S. I’m in Nebraska! Crazy right?! More on that later. Stay tuned…

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