I remember sitting down with my mom as a 19 year old bride-to-be. I really knew nothing about weddings and I didn’t know anything about planning or budgeting for them either. But my mom sat down with me to determine what the most important thing to invest in was.
I honestly can’t remember what I chose, but I know that it wasn’t the photography. I remember spending a lot of time shopping for my wedding dress, finding the one that was absolute perfection, that showed off my cute little frame, and yet was a bold statement about my personality.
I remember spending hours planning out the decor for the reception and hand making all the invites. I also spent a lot of time putting together things that represented who we were such as a display of my violin, some of his favorite ties… But I can’t really remember much after that.
You see, when I was younger, I thought I would remember every part of that day for the rest of my life because of how amazing it was! But, sadly, the memories faded over time. As we finished school, had kids, moved around, everything slowly just slipped away… and I can’t get them back. I wish I could, but I can’t.
Sometimes I wonder, if only I had understood the value of a professional photographer, just maybe I would remember more of the details from the dress that I loved so much. Or maybe I’d remember the invitations we painfully spent hours making. Maybe I’d remember if I had a first dance with my dad and maybe I’d remember what it felt like if I did. If only I had a photograph to transport me through time and back to that day — the one that changed my life forever, the one that I smiled so much my face hurt. But I don’t. I didn’t invest in a professional. I invested in someone who didn’t have enough experience. She didn’t know which shots would be important to me and she didn’t understand the importance of good light. As a result, most photographs were simply missing. I could have been because she forgot it, or it could be because the photo turned out so bad that she couldn’t salvage it. I’ll never know! I know she did her very best, she probably poured her heart and soul into what she did for me that day and I love her for that. I just didn’t understand why I should have made a different choice.
Now, a decade later, I’ve taken on that responsibility as a wedding photographer and it’s one that I never take lightly. After all, you aren’t just trusting me to take pretty photos, you are trusting me with your love story, your family history, the happiest day of your life. You are trusting me capture HOW you love each other by finding all those candid in between moments like the way he looks at you, the way you touch his shoulder, and how you gaze into each others eyes. You don’t just want posed photographs, you want to FEEL something when you look at every single photo from your wedding day.
My job is so much more than just someone who delivers photos once the wedding is over. I’m a moment seeker, memory and history preserver, and I’m someone you can trust. I’m by your side every step of the way so that you will never forget the way he pulled you close to kiss you on the nose or made you smile, and so that he’ll never forget how breathless he felt the first time he saw you in your wedding dress and realized that you were his. I’m by your side so that your children will be able to look back and see how their parents were so in love and so your grandchildren will get to see the shoes you wore for your wedding. I’m here so that you’ll never forget.