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Wedding Week in Baltimore - My Little Brother's Wedding

Family.

My most recent trip to Baltimore reminded me how blessed I am to have the family that I call mine. 

I had the privilege to be in my little brother's wedding and stand next to a couple who's love for each other is incredibly sweet and just continues to surprise me.  I have always been proud to be his sister and her friend, but this week was proof that our family is better for adding Nikki.

The entire week felt like a blur.  So many incredible memories were made and I am thrilled to have been there for as long as I was.  I also got to spend time with my bestie, who is having a baby in the spring, and to say I am incredibly grateful for that time is an understatement.  She is family to me.  Gosh, life seems to be flying by.  


The day of the wedding was not the most beautiful day by a weatherman's standards, but the wedding itself was magical and incredibly memorable.  As the rain fell on the guests, and Stephen held an umbrella over himself and his beautiful bride, I had a moment of awe.  I was awed at the journey these two have taken to be where they are, both personally and together.  I was awed at the idea of my little brother, Stephen, as a husband who cares for and provides for a wife.  I was awed at Nikki and her beauty and how gracefully she approached this day.  I was awed at how much I love my family and how overwhelmingly generous they all are.  I was awed that my twin brother has an incredible wife and daughter and one day, far off in the future, we will be celebrating her wedding.  It all kind of hit me at once and I started to cry as I realized how incredible the gift of life really is.


The celebration continued in the tent where wine and food and life abounded.  It was so fun to literally dance in the rain and be with those you love.  The rain forced us all to one place and made it one of the most intimate weddings I have ever attended.  Special just doesn't even begin to describe it.  The first dance was one that I will never forget.  I have never seen them so happy.  As I watched Stephen and Nikki leave to a sea of glow sticks I could not believe it was over, but I also could not believe how blessed we are to welcome the Beautiful Nicole WECKER into our family.  She is truly a joy of a sister and she could not have found a better husband in Stephen.  Her family is lovely and fun and so easy to be around.  I am outrageously proud of the man Stephen has become and I always am counting the days until I get to see them again.

Leaving the next day, was actually painful.  I cried so hard it hurt (I know I cry alot... It's a blessing and a curse).  My heart feels so torn between those I love.  What a blessing it is to love so hard.  I am a blessed woman.


Missing my East Coast family today.  Wishing I could hug you all!

For more pictures check out this link to the photographer's blog - Adam Mason Photography!

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