All eyes were on me to make the call. Do I want to risk all of the hard work everyone put into the perfect day? Everything we’re doing is a risk. The odds are against us but we believe we can beat the odds. This wedding wouldn’t happen at all if we were afraid to take a leap of faith to begin with. Our incredible photographer, who came with almost no notice (Angelica Thomas), was there and ready. Our videographer was all set and ready. Everyone was here. It was time. “Start the ceremony. I’m getting married now.” The music was cued and Explosions In The Sky rang in the background. Our family members looked amazing and were each seated. Our mothers each dropped coloring into a small mason jar of water. Our adorable ring bearers piled in the wagon and Jacob and Thomas pulled and pushed them down. Then our wedding party walked down the patio, two by two, all the way down the aisle. They were all so stunning. My Dad. He is so strong. He is so brave. He is so prayerful and patient. He looked me in the eyes and reminded me how much he loved me. I hooked my arm around his and we walked together. It was a moment and we both knew it. We walked slowly, we were in no hurry for it to end. The sun came out as the tiny mist of rain sprinkled down. The umbrella that my Dad held was handed off. There would be no storm. Mark prayed for us and my Daddy gave me away. I held Jordan’s hand and gazed into his eyes. We made it. This is what we have been waiting for. Mark then began by saying, “God is the author of love.” This was our story. It felt like he was speaking to us at a coffee shop on a Sunday morning. He spoke about how he wanted our love to inspire others and how he hoped our parenting would encourage other parents. It was beautiful. Mark didn’t even flinch when a jetski moaned by doing power turns or when a biplane landed on the water behind us. He just stayed focused on getting us married. My dad, on the other hand, stood up and stared the jet skier, our neighbor, down until he left. Later, I found out my Uncle Eddy walked across the creek and knocked on his door. Uncle Eddy is probably the most Italian of my uncles and if you didn’t know him, you’d be threatened when he said, “We are having a wedding over there, see? We aren’t going to have any more problems, are we?” We didn’t. It was time to exchange vows. We wrote them ourselves and hadn’t shared them with each other yet. We ended each of ours with the traditional vows. There were giggles all around when we vowed to be together in sickness and health.
We walked over and poured a little of each jar of water into a bigger jar. Two becoming one. Two vibrant individual colors joining together to create a beautiful color of it’s own.
Then our marriage mentors, Lynn and Russ Robinson, prayed for us. That God would be the joy, strength and peace that we would come to embrace. That God’s grace would be like a gentle rain on us. That others would pray for us when we came to mind. It was touching and so meaningful to have them stand alongside us and make us feel strong.
After that, it was time to kiss the bride and pronounced us man and wife. Sigur Ros’ Inni Mer Syngur Vitleysingur played as we were announced, for the first time ever, Mr. and Mrs. Jordan Innis. The song stired joy and excitement as we walked passed our guests and went to the back of the house. Our wedding party and immediate family met us there. I can’t quite explain what it felt like back there. A combination of accomplishment and relief. We did it. We hugged everyone and probably would have been content to end it right then and there. Everything we had gone through to get to this point was worth it. We were family now. Angelica captured the moments with photos.
It was time to party, well in our own way. Jordan and I decided to have a dry wedding. Jordan was only 20 and I was pregnant. If we were going to have a dry wedding, we weren’t going to make people dance. We’re considerate like that. Our reception was a sendoff. The speeches were powerful and meaningful. The moments were precious. We were surrounded by so much love. We felt unstoppable.
The tent looked amazing. Dale, Lisa and my parents were amazing and this wouldn’t have been possible without them. My mom organized all of the food and her friends came to serve our guests. It was perfect. The tent looked enchanted. It was exactly what I wanted and I didn’t even know it. A fallen oak from the woods was sliced by chainsaw into chargers and centerpieces. Our little jams were covered in burlap and stamped as sweet and simple wedding favors. Love, hope, faith, friends and family were all things we valued and so they were the names of the tables our loved ones were seated at. Tina decorated a beautiful bench for us and freshly cut branches and spring wildflowers draped down in front of us. Lace on lace on lace. Buttons on string. Mason jar lanterns. Twinkling tea lights. Pinch me. I’m dreaming. Mark, our officiant, doubled as our MC. He announced us all and we took our seat. Fun fact: Melissa Heika was announced as Heika. I love that. It shows that a friend announced us and that he knew I probably wouldn’t know who was being called out if he said Melissa. Andy cued all of the music and perfectly chose William Fitzsimmons After All to play. Now’s a good time to mention that we’re cryers. We’re not sad, just sappy. It really showed through on this day in the ceremony and speeches. Cue the speeches, AKA: Cry Fest 2011
Now is a good time to also mention that we are excellent dancers. Nobody can do the rock and sway like us. Throw in the crying while we danced, I’m surprised we didn’t go viral on youtube.
The sun was beginning to set and the evening was drawing to a close. It worked. We were married. We could start our lives together knowing that we were doing our best to live right. We were preparing our nest. A little bird was on the way and she would be welcomed into a life full of all of this love. This was not only our true love and commitment to each other. It was our promise to her. And she is meant for amazing things.
A special thanks to: Our photographer, Angelica Thomas. She was truly amazing as you can see. Ask her to shoot your next event. You’ll love it. http://angelicathomas.com Again, none of this would have been possible without our amazing parents. Thank you for always supporting us. Tina Marie, you are so gifted. You put so much work and heart into our wedding to make it a dream for all of us. We can’t thank you enough. All of our friends and family who were working behind the scenes to give us our dream wedding, thank you, thank you, thank you.