My precious friend, Bethany Burt, wrote the following words about one of our beautiful experiences together in North Carolina a few months back:
Who says you can’t make your own wedding video?
For those of you that may not be familiar with mine and Austin’s story, I thought I’d share what I wrote for BurtCo‘s 2017 Wedding Photo Giveaway contest. As much as I detest calling it a fairytale, it does involve a castle (manor house), conflict, and the closest thing to Prince Charming that anyone could possibly get.
Holy Moly. We eloped in a gravel parking lot on a Tuesday afternoon in January in Downtown Asheville. We had craft tacos immediately after the (tiny and to-the-point) ceremony. It was perfect.
Words cannot describe how “over” presents I am. Not because I don’t enjoy or appreciate sentimental, useful, or thoughtful gifts, but because people waste so much money on useless items for others because they feel obligated to, especially around holidays, birthdays, and days of the year highlighted by the marketing departments of corporations like Hallmark and Nestlé.
For the words that escaped me in the moment:
Thank you. Thank you for loving me so intensely and intentionally that you would get down on one knee after asking for my family’s blessing, and then asking me to be your wife. I do not now, nor will I ever, take this lightly.