A few weeks ago one of our neighbor girls got married at a church in our hometown.
I remember when she was born, when she was wobbly, and chubby and learning to walk in that little farm house up the road. A little toe-headed spit fire of a girl I was certain would never grow up.
My sister and I photographed the wedding, behind the camera doing our best to capture personalities and memories and people just loving each other, laughing and having fun.
When you’re behind the camera you get to be a sort of quiet observer, sometimes chiming in to direct a look one way or the other, but mostly you’re just there to see what happens.
What happened for me was a rush of gratitude for the people who raised us, my blonde neighbor girls and brunette Veeder girls down the road. Gratitude that after all these years we still come together to celebrate.
Gratitude that it takes a village…and grateful that our village just keeps growing…
Coming Home: Our village grows with us
by Jessie Veeder
What a beautiful bride. love the pic.
Love the photos and commentary. Most of all love that you are filled with gratitude. May the love just keep expanding! Wonderful community!