Yesterday I did a sort of look-back-over-the-year anniversary post, and while those were things I definitely wanted to say, I also wanted to do something a little more light-hearted! I also wanted to share some pictures from the wedding last year, and a bit about what we did to celebrate.
As per usual, I made Andreas a little gift:
Even though our anniversary wasn’t until Monday, we decided to celebrate early and have a picnic in the park on Saturday. We found a perfect little secluded corner, the weather was perfect, and we bathed in the sun (and sunscreen) for the first time this summer. We also got to watch some fearless goose-families who surrounded us while grazing.
Our first wedding anniversary was celebrated in the same spirit as our wedding was a year ago–calm, laid-back, and not a huge deal (at least that’s how I remember it…) I love going back and looking at all the pictures from that day, and I thought I’d share some (maybe a lot) here. You might notice that my family isn’t in any of the pictures. Don’t worry, they haven’t shunned me for marrying a Dane! My family is very spread out, and I knew from the beginning that no matter where we got married, most if not all of my family wouldn’t be able to come. I wasn’t sad that nobody could make it, but I do remember feeling a bit sad that nobody there was there for only me. Still, knowing I had my family’s support and love from far away meant a lot, and our wedding day was really perfect.
I didn’t pick necessarily the *best* photos to post here, but some of the ones that capture what I remember most about the day, or that mean the most to me.
My mother-in-law made the wedding cake, a friend of hers, a retired chef, made the dinner, I crocheted little flowers for the favors, my friends who came early helped pick out the flowers, candles, and tablecloths. We spent time together folding the napkins, sorting bags of gummi bears into individual colors, and making cupcakes. It felt intimate and cozy, and was practically stress-free. In fact, I think that the moment that I felt the most anxiety that day was when Andreas and I were waiting together to come out for the ceremony, and we couldn’t tell if our entrance song or the “sitting-down-time” song was playing. For the record, it was our entrance song, and we were a good 3 minutes late to our own ceremony.
It’s nice to remember how excited I was to have the words “my husband” roll off my tongue, and how giddy and happy I was to start our life together. In the midst of the worry and stress of everyday (and not so everyday) life, it’s a good reminder of how very worth it this will be.