Wedding - Becky and David

Becky fixed her hat in place and looked in the mirror. She lifter her head, pulled her shoulders back and puckered her lips. "I'm ready," she said to her stunning reflection.

And ready she was. Ready to marry David, the man who found her half way around the world while she was studying and thinking of books, not love. But isn't that what happens? Love turns up when you're not looking for it. "I'm ready", she said again as she kissed her mother sweetly and headed towards her awaiting fiance.





They were both as nervous as each other in the moments leading up to seeing each other for the first time on their wedding day. David laughed loudly at my jokes which I knew weren't that funny. Becky adjusted her dress, then adjusted it again.

But it all melted away in an instant.







Becky and Dave's wedding was pure and simple bless. I'd never photographed a Jewish wedding before, so I found it all really enthralling. I loved hearing the Hebrew spoken, seeing their traditions, and of course, eagerly awaiting the glass stomp.







Before the ceremony proper, there as a smaller ceremony held. At one point during the first intimate ceremony Becky and Dave were asked to stand back to back. The members of their family then stood in front of them. Becky and Dave were asked to reflect on all the aspects of their lives that had brought them to that day. Becky's mother wiped away a sliding tear from her cheek as the enormity of the day washed over her.







And the dancing! At least twice I thought David was going to spontaneously combust because he got so hot whilst dancing up a storm. This crew knew how to party. When they lifted Becky and Dave up on their chairs I briefly forgot I was the photographer, and cheered loudly with everyone else.



Not as your wedding photographer, but as your friend, my very best to you both. Becky, get back on that blog. You've got so much to give the world, we will all benefit from reading what you write. David, keep framing the world for the perfect shot.

* Meaghan

PS - I wouldn't mind at all if you left England for Australia. Then I could raid your bookcase and CD collection!