Well actually, let me clarify: there is not one thing I regret about my wedding day. Not. A. Thing! I planned it in forty-five days and everything was perfect—well, as perfect as any wedding day can be! The invites were beautiful, vintage stamps and all! I could not have been happier with my dress. My bouquet was practically sent from heaven. And naturally, THE GROOM had me all kinds of googly-eyed! Of course, there was the cake, the venue, and the vendors, oh my! But then, the whirlwind of that day came to a screeching halt and the dust started to settle.
My dear friend, Ashley Wittmer, took our wedding pictures and I was chomping at the bit to get my hands on the images! I couldn’t believe how quickly the day went by and how much I either didn’t remember, or how many things I truly missed out on! It’s crazy how time is so fleeting, especially in the moments where you want time to stand still. But I guess that’s why God created photographers! These little picture-taking-angels are sent from heaven to capture those snippets of life and stop time for us, placing our most precious moments on glossy pieces of paper. So there I was, scrolling through all of the images of my wedding day, and my heart was beaming with joy as my mind was reliving our special day piece by piece, picture by picture. After siphoning through all of these incredible images, I couldn’t help but get a little emotional. Ashley had captured every snapshot I had wanted and they were all beautiful and breathtaking, but I couldn’t help but realize that something was missing. What about our vows? I wanted to relive THAT moment again. I wanted to hear our trembling voices. And the speeches! Oh the speeches! What I would give to hear my Dad’s toast again! What about our first dance, our first kiss, and every kiss that followed after the clanking of champagne glasses?! I wanted to hear my Mom’s laugh. I wanted to see the movement of energy on the dance floor and watch my friend’s ridiculous dance moves.
Yes, my sweet, I know what you’re thinking. Videographers can be pricey. And this might be an expense that you can ill-afford. Believe me, I understand that so very, very much! But there are always ways you can cut costs and save money in other areas. Trust me on this one.
I’ve said it before, and I know I’ll say it again: I am a sentimental gal. I live for those mushy-gushy moments in life. I mean, come on, this is one of the reasons I chose to become a wedding planner! But if I could have a video of my wedding day to look at today, tomorrow, or on my 50th wedding anniversary, how sweet would that be?! Here’s the thing: the treasure in videography isn’t found today, tomorrow, or even a year from now. It is found when your parents have passed away and you and your husband are all wrinkled and gray. It is found when your friends can no longer “get jiggy wit it” on any dance floor. It is found when you can share the sound of your mother’s rolling laughter, or your father’s deep and booming voice, with your grandchildren. THAT is where the treasure is. And that, my sweets, is a treasure that has no monetary value.
All I know is this: if there is one thing that I regret about my wedding day it is that I did not hire a videographer. And I have many brides that have admitted the same thing. Even if you are pinching pennies at the end and think you might-maybe-possibly- kinda-sorta think you may be able to afford one, do it! Hire a videographer. You will never regret having one, but you just might regret NOT having one.