Some things are just meant to be.
Me being part of Samantha and Terry’s wedding was one of those things. Sam and Terry found me just weeks before their wedding, but when I walked into Sam’s home I felt like I had always been meant to be there to shoot her wedding. It honestly felt like it was meant to be.
To add to it, it turned out that I knew Terry. From a long time ago, when I was freckly and awkward and he was my brother’s best friend. I’m pretty sure Terry has flipped off my trampoline in the backyard, eaten my mother’s chocolate chip cookies after school, and in all honesty, probably pulled my hair. But here he was all grown up and getting married. And I was lucky enough to be along for the ride.
Melbourne turned on one of it’s scorching hot days for Sam and Terry’s wedding. Those days where you can see the thick heat rising off the roads and there are no people on the street because it’s far to hot to be outside. So the cool drinks flowed freely and the paper fans were handed out amoung guests as they witnessed Sam and Terry tie the knot at an inner city pub.
My fave: the way Sam scrunches her nose when she laughs and smiles.
Look at you Terry, all grown up, and sporting one of the lushest beards I’ve ever seen. Y0u were such a great blast from the past. Ahhh, the memories…
Hello Tom and Jace. You know who you are.
I was almost a puddle on the floor of confetti by the end of Samantha and Terry’s wedding, but that was just as much due to the fun I had as to the heat. Sam and Terry welcomed me into their celebration like I was one of the gang, for which I was chuffed and grateful.
Two greater people never there was.