wedded bliss: the sequel
February 10, 2011
Do you remember the morning after you got your first car? Your first kiss? The first time you made love? The morning after your significant other said “I love you” for the first time?
It’s like, you’re so excited you can hardly go to sleep, but somehow you do. When you first wake up, it’s like…a few seconds pass and then you realize: oh yeah, something’s different today! That straight line your life was taking took a turn; and not one of those wavy “curve ahead” turns but a sharp right that you nearly missed because you weren’t paying attention.
The morning after my wedding day I woke up and looked over and thought, “Wow, that’s my husband. What a trip.”
The day after your wedding day is definitely different; no matter how many years you’ve known one another, or lived together, from that day forward, things are just not the same. And they never will be again.
When I arrived (early) to shoot Celine & Mark’s morning after, C had already slipped out to check on their daughter and Mark was still in bed. Celine came back and they settled in together on the bed and we started talking, and I started shooting. There was a vibe in the room (I’m a big believer in vibes and energies); nobody was glowing and there wasn’t any radiating going on. Nobody was screaming and jumping up and down, yelling “I’m married!” (Although you can see there was a bit of jumping later on.)
It was quiet. It was warm. It was familiar. It was contentment. It was….it was being married.