It seems like just yesterday that I was regularly in and around the place I come from. I remember the big hill in Combined Locks, Wisconsin. And Liz's family lived really close to this famous hill.
I remember the time I got a speeding ticket in Liz's older sister Lori's car. We were coming home from play rehearsal and her digital speedometer tempted me to see just how HIGH IT WOULD GO. I remember we were laughing up until the point when a cop noticed my reckless behavior and, subsequently, struck me with fear. I still remember the exhilaration of our adventure.
I remember seeing photos of my sister and Liz through the years -- dance parties, funny hats, inside jokes and all of the other magical things that come with best friend-om.
And so now, after over 15 years into our families' highs and lows I found myself behind the camera documenting Liz's wedding.
I saw her sister Lori for the first time in years. I delighted in Liz's choice of Toms wedding shoes. I hung out with their younger brother and older sister and the rest of the family. I met Jon, who I had heard so much about.
Their day was a day of celebration and love. They roasted a pig! They had such a cute wedding topper! We laughed our asses off. I bossed people around (like any good wedding photographer does) and felt so lucky to be a part of their special day.
Thanks for letting me be there. To another 15+ years of the best highs and lows that life has to offer. Together.
To Jon and Joots: All I can say is "Hooray!"