The day had arrived. It’s always a little bit hard to believe at first, but then there is a moment when it all seems real. At the Cobblestone House in Mendon Ponds Park Sarah waited for the right time to put her dress on with her mom and sister by her side. It was a gorgeous strapless ivory dress with ruffles that cascaded and flowed softly when she walked. As with most dresses, it was a surprise that Mark hadn’t seen, however he was convinced she was wearing something else. In the back room she sat and watched as the first shuttle of people arrived – including Mark and his family. If the reality of the day had not fully presented itself yet, in those moments it became clear. They were getting married.
She slipped into her wedding dress with ease and held the bouquet filled with rosemary and lavender, breathing in the subtle scent and giving her a sense of calm. Outside family and friends arrived – her grandfather who just recently received a pacemaker and made a long drive up to be there – the RIT crew team who had become like family during college – their two week old nephew Ansel, and so on. They gathered under the tree and took their places to witness this life changing event. Escorted by his parents, Mark walked down the aisle and Sarah was escorted by her parents shortly after to take their places and meet in front of the tree. Taking a deep breath, Sarah stepped outside with her parents on either side and walked down the aisle to meet her groom.