There are so many things that can be said about a wedding day, all of which are true and accurate portrayals of what takes place when two people embark upon their journey to forever. But like anything that gets said too frequently, the sentiments have become cliche, trite, expected, and Ellie + Andrew’s love story is none of those things. Ellie and Andrew have written the pages of their stories throughout the whole of their lives; the years begin and end like chapters, paragraphs punctuated by fleeting moments of joy or sorrow, laughter or tears, friends and lovers made, lost.
And then, each other.
A wedding is both a beginning and an end. It’s the lighthouse – a beacon set on a stony shore to guide us safely home, and the ship – the hull filled with memories, visible scars of childhood and hidden ones of growing up, learning lessons, becoming wiser. It’s everything and nothing all at once. It’s every ounce of who we were and what we have become walking towards a future of all we are yet to be and everything we do not know.
A wedding, like life, is a constant flow of beginnings and endings rolling, repeating,
like waves crashing ashore.
This was Ellie + Andrew’s wintery, wonderful, wedding day:
Shout out to my amazing second shooter and all-around-gal-pal Kelsea for – yet again – being my eyes in all the places I couldn’t be. My weddings wouldn’t be the same without you and I’m honored to have you by my side again and again. Ellie, you’re a dream. I adore you (but you know that already) and am so thankful to you and Andrew and your families for welcoming me so completely into your story, your family, your hearts. I couldn’t do any of this without you. <3