i remember the first time i met her she was carrying a binder filled with pictures and checklists and to do’s for her wedding. she’s very much into the details. she was planning a wedding at a beautiful, rock castle in asheville. her guests would be seated under trees and she would walk down rock steps escorted by her brother. she’d round the corner of the grassy aisle and lock eyes with her handsome groom. she had even checked the famer’s almanac that had boasted of unseasonably warm air and blue skies. but as the day approached, it was clear that a wedding crasher was coming to the celebration: rain. her outdoor ceremony/reception would be moved indoors. there was a minute that i thought she might cry, but she took a deep breath and smiled and said that it was going to be ok. and it was, it was better than ok. chantal was a gorgeous bride. she grabbed her dress on either side as to not drag it into any mudpuddles and darted from umbrealla to covered porch. she giggled and shook her head at the thunder and got choked up as we talked about greg. it seemed the more chaotic the day got, the lovelier she became. the epitome of grace under pressure. and of course, the day was beautiful regardless of the gray skies. they were radiant together mingling with friends and dancing to usher.
i hope that they weather all of life’s little storms this beautifully and that they do it together. life is going to be sweet for them, i just know it. congratualtions chatal & greg!










the ringbearer was just about the cutest thing my eyes had ever seen.. but, there was one problem. he did not under any circumstance want his picture taken. no way, not a chance, not going to happen. unless..i could beat him in a foot race.















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