Right before David and Ian's ceremony, I was standing at the edge of the venue staring out at a New York Harbor that had vanished completely into fog, when Ian's mom walked up beside me. "We paid good money for that view, and now I can't see anything," she said, entirely cheerful about it. "But tell me: have you ever seen a happier couple? Be honest." She wasn't wrong, and that same unshakeable good mood ran through the entire wedding party all day, fog or no fog.
Later, going back through the audio of Ian saying his vows, I had to actually pause the recording before I ended up an emotional wreck at my own desk. It's easy to forget, in the middle of a wedding day, that the real job isn't just showing up with a camera — it's capturing the kind of joy a family gets to relive for decades. If David and Ian's people watch these photos back in twenty years and feel even half of what that day felt like, I've done my job.
