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Pownal, VT

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VIV Moment

The photograph says it all, really. It captures, more than any other photo taken that day, the true essence of our wedding and marriage. The morning of my wedding day dawned cool and foggy. I woke up in my room at my parents’ country house, looked out the window, and couldn’t even see the trees in the driveway, the fog was so dense. We were planning an outdoor ceremony, with a less attractive backup plan under a tent in case of rain.

Throughout the morning the fog lifted, and though there were threatening clouds in the sky, we went ahead with the ceremony outside, underneath a large oak tree, overlooking the Berkshire Hills and countryside. It was a short, yet lovely ceremony, and my 3-year-old niece added levity by dumping her basket of flowers while we said our vows.

This photo shows my husband and me, immediately after the ceremony, being showered with rose petals. All the tension and nervousness of the morning had evaporated away, and, like magic, the sun emerged from behind the gray clouds. The many doubts and worries I’d entertained the night before seemed to vanish into the air. The day got progressively sunnier and more beautiful from that instant on. In that moment, I knew that we were prepared for any challenge that lay ahead. The sun was going to shine upon us as a couple, we were going to make it. In that moment it all began — we were married, it wasn’t going to rain on our party and we were filled with hope and joy and love.

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