When we imagine our wedding day, we build castles of expectation. We see the sunlight hitting the flowers just right, the vows spoken without a tremor, the laughter rising into the air like music. We tell ourselves this will be the one day when everything aligns. A picture-perfect memory we can tuck away like a polished jewel.
But life, in its messy, unpredictable way, had other plans for us.
Our wedding was not the flawless fairytale we envisioned. Things went wrong—sometimes hilariously wrong, sometimes heartbreakingly wrong. The flowers wilted, the timing fell apart, the sound system betrayed us, and there were moments when I thought, This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.
And yet, standing there with you, in the middle of all that imperfection, I realized something extraordinary: life never promised us perfection. What it promised us was each other.
That day, the universe stripped away the illusion of the flawless wedding and handed us something far better: a mirror of what our marriage will actually be. Because marriage will not always be polished. It will not always be seamless. It will be unpredictable, chaotic, sometimes messy, sometimes hard. But in the middle of all of that, there will always be us—choosing each other again and again.
When the cake toppled, you laughed and wiped the frosting from my hand. When the music skipped, you pulled me close anyway and whispered that the song didn’t matter because we had our own rhythm. When my eyes filled with tears of frustration, you touched my face so gently that the only thing I felt was love.
And in those moments, I realized our “bad wedding” wasn’t bad at all. It was real. It was ours. And in its imperfection, it told the most honest story of who we are: two people who will hold hands in the storm, two people who will laugh through the broken parts, two people who will choose love over spectacle, every single time.
So yes, the day didn’t go as planned. But love—our love—shone brighter than any perfect flower arrangement or flawless timeline ever could. Love showed up when perfection fell apart. And that is what we will carry with us, not just for one day, but for every day that follows.
Because when the years unfold and we look back, I don’t want to remember a flawless performance. I want to remember the way we proved, even on day one, that we are strong enough to stand in the mess, laugh in the chaos, cry when it hurts, and still choose each other without hesitation.
So tonight, I stand before you not mourning a bad wedding, but celebrating the most beautiful beginning we could have ever asked for: imperfect, unforgettable, and undeniably ours.
And if this is how your story began, hopefully your wedding photographer captured it all on camera.
