On Saturday one of Devin’s very best friends got married. His name is Morgan, and he married Jena, who is as fun-loving and adventurous as he is. Their wedding reflected this in every way.
It was the kind of wedding where the couple planted a tree to symbolize their marriage, and the bride wasn’t afraid to shovel dirt in her white dress.
It was the kind of wedding where the groom’s dad composed an original song for the couple.
It was the kind of wedding where the bride’s mom gave a toast describing the couple as people who are more likely to climb Machu Picchu than go to an amusement park.
It was the kind of wedding where the couple didn’t bother getting a wedding cake because they knew their friends would bring dessert, and one of their friends casually brought a beautiful wedding cake decorated with flowers. Other friends brought a cake topper decorated to look like Jena and Morgan.
It was the kind of wedding where some people got tears in their eyes and everyone else sobbed.
It was the kind of wedding where everyone danced as long as they possibly could.
It was the kind of wedding where the festivities concluded the next day with brunch…and a gigantic homemade slip-and-slide.
Devin comes from an incredible community where everyone rolls up their sleeves and works together to make things happen, where some people grow flowers for weddings while others haul rocks, mow trails, put up tents, and bake enough bread to feed hundreds of guests just because they love the couple.
Thank you, Morgan and Jena, for bringing everyone together to celebrate the next phase of your life together. I’m so grateful I got to be there.
P.S. A few people at the wedding told me that they read my blog, and I want to tell them something. I really didn’t think being in love with Devin could get any better. And then I met all of you! All week I kept wondering, “How am I possibly cool enough to know these people?” and then remembering, “Oh yeah…Devin!” Thanks for making me feel welcome. I can hardly be described as a woodsy “back-to-the-lander,” but you make me feel like I belong just fine.