I love weddings. I love the look on the groom’s face when he first sees his bride, the radiance of every bride and how every wedding is completely and wonderfully unique. From centrepieces to the dress, no wedding is ever the same. In the past few years I have attended all sorts of wonderful weddings; a deeply religious Indian ceremony followed by some outrageous partying, my own brother’s beautiful summer wedding and a grand Jewish wedding with 500 guests. These weddings all said something about the couple-their love for dancing, their love of music and their love for one another.
I’d never been one of those girls who’d planned
their wedding since childhood but on Boxing Day 2008, when the boy I’d loved
since I was 17, asked me to become his wife, suddenly I was thrown into the
terrifying world of wedding planning. Although we briefly considered a romantic
elopement like my own parents, we also knew we wanted to make our vows in front
of those we loved best.
We wanted the wedding to reflect us- to show my Indian heritage through
our Ganesh centrepieces, a jazz band instead of a DJ to reflect my husband’s
love of live music, and a central London location since it was the place where
we’d met and loved and lived. We chose to have a small wedding with only fifty
of our closest friends and family, and since I love winter, we decided on an
evening wedding just before Christmas.
To my surprise, I discovered the wedding planning
was actually fun! I loved the food and cake-tasting dates I had with my
husband-to-be, I loved cooing over flower arrangements with my mother and the
excuse for bonding sessions with my bridesmaids.
And so on the evening of December 19th
2009, we gathered for our wedding, candles flickering as the snow fell outside.
We had the people we loved all around us, I was walked down the aisle by the
family I adore and most importantly, at the end of that aisle stood the man I
love.
It was a beautiful, magical and wonderful
day-everything I’d hoped for our wedding day. But even more magical is the life
we’ve made together since- the purchase of our first home, the birth of our two
beautiful children and the fact that as we approach our four year anniversary,
I love my husband even more than I did on that day.
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Asha blogs at The Harrovian Mama and you can follow her on Twitter here.xoxo
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