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brittany & gabe part one….sigh….

sigh...

it starts with a sigh, and many more to follow!

from brittany getting ready in her childhood bedroom in her parent's beautiful period home, to the scenic backdrop for their pictures together at gabe's parent's home.

it's sigh sigh siiiiggghhhhhh…..

enjoy this part one of brittany and gabe's gorgeous wedding!

(and britt, it's part one, bc i can't make you wait any longer to see images, and i've been home for more than two consecutive days to work on them!)

mwwaahhh!

i couldn't decide between these two shots…so i posted both :)!

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britt's daddy seeing her for the first time.  yes, i cried too.

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that little dolly standing on the chair would be this girl's niece!

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it's been a few pics since a sigh….

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many more to come…and yes, even more sighs!

 

mr. & mrs. mcnally…it was out of the park!

what a crazy, super busy few months!  

i'm catching up on my blogging today, and absolutely have to showcase this beautiful wedding.  

i've know the fatula family for years…in fact, i remember when tara was born!  (scary!)  so it sure was a thrill to be able to share in this special couple's gorgeous day.  

and after a few pre-wedding mishaps (ummm, the wedding venue burning down, and then a double booking of another!), this couple scored a final home run for their big day….it could not have been any more perfect!  (note: tara & matt are huge pittsburgh pirate fans!)

enjoy this classy, fun, ga ga gorgeous wedding - and congrats mr & mrs mcnally! 

tara's parents' wedding album was on display as she prepared for her big day :)

1st look at the BRIDE!!!! 

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i guess there's only one  thing left to say…."RAISE IT!"  :)



when there is nothing left to say...

every single time he would call, he would ask about the weather here in pa..

"it's raining dad, it's snowing dad, it's hot dad…"

his reply, "it's a beautiful day in bentonville arkansas!"

i'm sure it was what we would all want to reply….

"BLAH!  we don't care it's nice there…we want you here!"


so this is where i start...

i was in bentonville arkasnas… and yes, it was a beautiful day (blah!)...

my dad's brain cancer had escalated further.  he wanted alone time with me.  i flew to visit him for a week.  we spent our days talking, resting, visiting….

one day in particular, my dad was outside on his patio.  

i had just entered the living room which had a view outside from the sliding glass doors.  i could see my dad, his hands waving in the air.

he was looking a the sky, and he looked like he was talking.

my dad had stage 4 brain cancer.  there were times we caught glimpses of him that honestly, we had to question.

i slid open the door..."dad…you ok?  what are you doing out here?  it looks like you're talking to someone."

i sat down, and he took a seat across from me…and he told me something that i will never ever forget.

"baby doll, i'm not scared to die…but sometimes it is so overwhelming.  sometimes it hurts when i think about leaving the people i love.  it hurts to think about why i have this, and why it's not getting better.   i know God can heal me, and i trust Him, but sometimes, the pain i feel from everything feels unbearable.  when that happens, the only thing that brings me peace is to say His name….  and so i was.  i was yelling his name to the sky, Jesus Jesus Jesus.

and the more i say it, the closer i feel, the more peace i have."


my dad went to heaven about 5 months later.  

losing him was honestly, the most heartbreaking experience of my life.  

the last thing he told me was that he loved me, that i was special, and that he would see me in heaven. 

i often think about why it is that i ponder on his illness and death so much. 

am i over it?  do i still long for him?  

and i've come to realize that the reason is this...

that the most heartbreaking experience of my life, taught me more than i could have ever imagined.  that the lessons that i learned throughout that difficult times, are lessons that help me through so many of the days that i am privileged to live on this earth.  that those lessons keep giving, and i keep learning…from such a painful time. 

it's ironic isn't it?  and i think that as much as i would want my dad back with me, that i would never want to lose all the knowledge i have gained and the lessons that i have learned…and i know that he wouldn't want me to either.  

i know for some, that this is an extremely difficult time of life. 

in my own life, i am at a place that is not fun at all.  my smile some days, feels that is contradicts the pain that i feel so deep within my heart…and i find that when it feels that the pain cannot get any worse…when i am overwhelmed with feelings that i cannot even put a name to, that i remember my sweet daddy, standing out on that patio, waving his hands….teaching me.

when there is nowhere else to lay the pain...

no where else to feel understood...

when there is nothing left to say - there is...

just one word...

jesus. 

try it.


….i wrote this blog post earlier today.  struggling with sadness and feelings of my own.  

tonight we lost another beautiful soul.  a soul who i took senior photos and engagement pictures.  i love her family...there are no words…no explanations...

i called my big brother tonight...

"i'm so empty," i said...

and he told me…."when  you are so empty that your faith seems gone, let me have it for you.  you don't have to have it all….fake it til' you make it sis….you will make it…"

dear jesus in heaven, the only thing left to say is "jesus."



saying goodbye to an old friend…dubois country club…dubois wedding photographer

yesterday, my hometown awoke to the news that our town's country club had burned to the ground.  this is the second horrid fire in just a few weeks to hit our town.  between the feet upon feet of snow, ice, accidents and fires….it has been a long winter here for everyone. 

i started to reflect...

i've been shooting weddings a long time.  

and i started thinking back on the weddings...

the couples i had the honor to photograph...

the time i had spent both professionally & personally at the club...

and simply the memories that had been made at this special place. 

it's hard to say good-bye to an old "friend."

here's to memories...

(and thoughts and prayers to all who helped with the blaze, and those whose upcoming weddings will be affected by this loss)

 

 

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 good-bye old friend...

good-bye old friend...

why we are intimate…13 years and you

13 years ago today, my life changed forever. 

here is a peek into our wedding that we had in our home.

and also, here is our formal introduction of our "intimate wedding package."

it is based on what our needs were 13 years ago, and how that can apply to today's engaged couple...

 

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Over the past 10 years, I would venture to say that we have shot well over 150 wedings. These weddings have ranged from large and elobrate with over 500 guests, to small and simplistic with only the bride groom as well as their parents in attendance. 
Each wedding unique, and beautiful.
And yes, I may be partial, but I always go back to the perfection of my very own wedding in November of 2000. 
After a whirwind courtship, my husband Charlie and I were married in the house that we had just purchased.  The home is over 100 years old.  It has 5 fireplaces, a grand 
staircase, large stained glass windows, and it was completely empty.  There were no 
appliances yet, no furniture, only new revisons that were very necessary, but were not visible to the normal guest.  
We decided that this grand, empty, perfect home would be the ultimate location for the 
intimate wedding that we were planning.  So we went for it.  
Illuminated with candles and fireplaces, there were hors d’oeuvres in every room of our home.  Upstairs and downstairs, our guests mingled.  And that Wednesday evening, the night before Thanksgiving, 20 minutes later than scheduled, I walked down our main staircase to marry the man of my dreams, in front of 100 of our closest family and friends who gathered in our living room to watch.  
We had no photographer, only a friend who offered to use my camera to take 
pictures during the evening. 
It was not perfect.  (Remember I said I was late?) But to this day, in my mind, it was the quintessential conclusion of the night that I had envisioned to marry my sweetie.
Looking back, are there things that I would change?  Maybe only one.  
I love these images, as real as they are, but I would have loved to have had
professional images from the evening.  Negatives or files that were large enough to print beautifully, and an exquisite album that we could enjoy for years to come. 
Our wedding was far from typical.  
Our thought: how many more weddings, distinct and unique are being planned as well?  
This package was derived from the needs that we had, and we are proud to offer it to you.

Contact us for our entire intimate wedding magazine.  

We would love to share even more with you!