I have a bizarrely detailed memory and can tell you something unique about every single wedding I've shot over the years. Jessica and Chase's wedding in 2012-to this day-was one of the weddings that I have so, so many memories from; I had been shooting for a while but I had begun to branch off on my own, into Caroline Ro and they trusted me with such ease and joy. My sweet friend and former bride, Erin recommended me to them and I can still remember meeting them downtown before they booked me to talk through details. The sad part about their day was that Jessica's dad was sick. Really sick. The wedding had been pushed up to make sure he could walk her down the aisle. Even now, I still have specific memories of taking specific photos, clear as day, where I stood, where I placed my bag down, all of it.
Fast forward to last year, Jessica's sister Katie contacted me, engaged herself and not convinced that I'd remember her. I don't forget my couples and their people.
I instantly loved Michael when I was introduced to him over the phone and Katie went on and on about how much her family loved working with me and Michael, about how big his family was (with ten nieces and nephews) and how fun the weekend was going to be.
Fast forward again to the first day in October; Katie and Michael's wedding was my first of my Fall and Winter season and I had been looking forward to it for ages. The absence of Katie's dad was apparent but that sorrow was matched with joy in the new family that was starting.
At the end of Katie+Michael's portraits, on the dock, with the sun setting in the background, I stopped and told them what an honor it was to be capturing their day. And I meant it. And Katie said the same thing back to me, saying that me being there was their honor, followed by "you met my Dad" and tears. And both mine and Katie's vision started to blur and I hugged both of them for the millionth time that night.
So again: Katie and Michael...it was such an honor. Thank you for once again reminding me why I do what I do.