The First Man in Your Life | First Look for Daddy
I mentioned in my "2015 Review" about how this year I became more intention than I even was before in thinking "long term" in the images I captured on a wedding day. In doing so we carved out a few moments on many days for the bride (and sometimes her family) to share with the important men and women in her life. Before becoming intentional about these times I found that these moments were missed as they'd happen from a distance.. they'd become one of those fleeting moments that wouldn't be experienced to the fullest.
I remember this Fall sharing with a father of one of my brides about just how sacred some of these moments are that I get to witness.. It's humbling and something I'm exceptionally grateful for. In return my hope is that in the photos we capture these families and these moments and the emotions experienced will be felt time and time again as they enjoy their pictures in the years to come.
Here's a few of my very favorites.
Of all the "first looks" this one was my favorite to date. She (Rachel) got ready in her childhood home and when she shared about her Sunday mornings with her daddy on the staircase.. there was no question as to where he'd be seeing her in her wedding gown.
I even asked for her to share the story for you...
"I guess you would say I grew up as your typical "daddy's girl" and would still call myself that today. Growing up, on Sunday mornings, I would come down the steps in my cute little church dresses and regardless the mood I was in my father would ALWAYS compliment me and tell me how beautiful I looked.
He may not have realized at the time how special that would make me feel and how that is something I would treasure forever. For my wedding day I was fortunate enough to get ready in my childhood bedroom and have both ceremony and reception at my family farm. With that, I knew I wanted to replicate that same moment I would have every Sunday morning with my father for my "first look." This time it felt a little different, as I stood at the top of the stairs looking down at my father, facing with his back to me, a rush of memories and emotions came streaming through me. I was sobbing and I could hear everyone else who was watching sobbing (Just like I'm sobbing while I write this). I walked down the steps and about half way I asked my father to turn around, in that exact moment I felt like a was seven years old, no words needed to be said since the expression on his face said enough but my father stuttered out, "WOW, you look beautiful!" I wrapped my arms around him and held him tighter then ever. It was a moment that I will cherish forever. To have that moment captured on camera is even more special. When you look at the pictures you see every emotion that both my dad and I were feeling in those 10 seconds. Joy, excitement, love is viewed all over our faces and I get to look at those pictures and feel those same feelings I felt in that moment. Pictures are an extraordinary thing, they capture more then just a moment, they capture feelings emotions and can spark a memory. I get to view our pictures and feel those emotions and for that I am truly grateful. "
Then there was that morning that granddaddy got to see his little granddaughter as a bride. Oh my goodness. I'm super close to my grandpa and I would give anything... literally anything to have had a moment like this with him on my wedding day.
And then there are those moments towards the end of the night... 100% candid... that happen in the blink of an eye but are every so sweet and special. Like this one- in the middle of the dance floor his grandma came over. I don't know what words were exchanged but I can bet Andy still does.