Amber and Jeff's Alaskan Adventure

  On August 1st, 2014 I packed my car to the max and moved 1,027 miles across the country to Bethesda, Maryland to work as a travel nurse.  On that summer day I chose to leave my loving family, best friends and my job. I left behind the comfortable life I had in Arkansas in search of something more.  I wasn’t sure what that “something more” was and I was uncertain that I would ever find it. But I knew I had to travel. I had to get lost. I had to find myself and with a little luck I found him. 

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  I was excited and absolutely terrified at the same time. What if I didn’t make it? But what if I flourished? I ended up staying in Maryland for eight months then traveled on to New York City where I explored for six months. While in these two cities, I learned more about myself than I ever thought imaginable. I loved and I lost. I fought and I failed. I learned what things I wanted in my life and what things I did not. The whole year was a whirlwind of emotions and lessons that I will forever be thankful for. Because of traveling I was able to recognize how strong I really am. 

There’s something about being surrounded by the unfamiliar that gives you strength. Maybe it’s because you are free to be the purest version of yourself or maybe it is just because you encounter more opportunities the farther you get from your doorstep.

The beauty of it, though, is that the world won’t judge you for your mistakes. And if the people in it do, it won’t matter because you’ll be on to the next place soon enough.


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Amber noticed the roots of this tree and how closely they resembled the human heart. 

I was finishing up my last week in New York and was all set to head to Texas next when my recruiter called me and told me that the hospital had canceled my contract. She told me not to worry, that it would all work out. By the end of the week she had me a job offer at a hospital in Memphis, Tennessee. A few weeks later, I was settled in my new apartment, only a two hour drive from home. I worked my first few days in a lab with people who left a good first impression of the place. And then, in the middle of all my chaos, there was Jeff. He was a full time nurse there in the cath lab where I was going to be for the next thirteen weeks. One of our first conversations was him rattling off a handful of jokes that actually made me laugh, even the stupid "knock knock" one. He claimed he had to get a feel for my sense of humor.  I could not tell you if I loved him the first moment I saw him or if it was the second, third or fourth time; but I do remember the first moment I looked at him and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with him. It's amazing how love finds you when you least expect it. Jeff and I became buddies without expectations. Over the next few weeks he became my closest friend. We were constantly joking and sharing funny pictures and videos we found on the internet. I’m certainly sure our co-workers recognized what was happening before we did. We stood there in the room, just friends, while everyone could see that we were only existing for each other.  

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As the weeks passed, our friendship grew deeper. We talked about our friends, family and our love of football and dogs. I filled him in on all the details of my past year traveling and he told me all about his busy life and his experience of owning a gym while still working at the hospital. We both knew that we had met someone special but neither of us were looking for anything serious. I had just recovered from an unhealthy relationship that left me doubting that love still existed. I believe that every painful love I have been through was just an incident to crack open the deepest parts of my core and allow me to explore a passion so rare that I would find a love that was almost never meant to be. I was only in Memphis for a short amount of time. My contract was nearing the end and they hadn't offered an extension yet. He was so busy between the gym ownership and the hospital that he didn’t have much spare time.  I knew there was no way this would ever work out.  


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  The extension offer finally came and towards the end of December. At the time, Jeff was hosting an ugly Christmas sweater party at his house. Of course I helped him plan this shindig. We worked on our own ugly sweaters, Christmas decorations, lights and food. And it was during the crafting of a solo cup Christmas tree that our fate was set in stone. We were so unexpectedly compatible. We shared the same strong beliefs, a similar sense of humor, morals and values, and very close dreams and aspirations for the future. I knew right away that he was it. Was I ready for love again? When someone makes you feel alive again, well it is worth the risk. I could tell he was just as scared to love as I was, but yet we both carelessly climbed into each other's embrace and before we knew it love had found us. To say our love has been the greatest adventure would be an understatement.


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“There’s something about being surrounded by the unfamiliar that gives you strength. Maybe it’s because you are free to be the purest version of yourself or maybe it is just because you encounter more opportunities the farther you get from your doorstep.”
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There isn’t any questioning the fact that some people enter your life, at the exact point of need, want or desire - it’s sometimes a coincidence and most times fate, but whatever it is, I am certain it came to make me smile.
— Nikki Rowe

Ari and Sam's Dominican Republic Elopement

One of the most intimate depictions of a couple we have crafted yet is the story of Ari and Sam's elopement in the Dominican Republic. With open hearts and pure honesty, we spent two days roaming the island in a introspective journey that eventually led to sacred vows. The following story was written by Ari.

On the morning of August 21st, 2013, in the front row of an Astronomy classroom, our lives changed forever. I flurried in a minute late in a pink trench coat, hair still wet from a rushed shower, and quietly sat down next to a tall, well-dressed guy wearing blue wingtips with pastel sox. Neither of us were feeling very hopeful about our love lives at the time. We had both had a tumultuous year, and Sam had thrown himself into his passion for mathematics, studying for hours on end, while I was uncertain about the future and didn’t know what I wanted out of life.

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We may not have known our fate, but it didn’t go unnoticed on Sam’s part that a pretty girl had chosen to sit right next to him. I too noticed that he was quick to join the study group I invited him to, even though he was a brilliant student and had absolutely no need for a tutor. After a few weeks of discussing the Doppler effect, catching each other’s eyes over the lab room table, and developing private jokes, we found ourselves in a cafe, stepping into the rhythm of effortless conversation, probably irritating the waitress by ordering nothing more than two teas and lingering, completely engrossed in each other.

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“We had no idea that we would soon uplift, adore, teach, and passionately love each other in ways we didn’t think existed outside of movies and books. Soon, everything that had ever happened to us, good or bad, would be reconciled and finally make perfect sense because it all had made our lives together possible.”
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Afterwards, we wound up at an electronic music show in a dark, very hot theater at a modern art museum. We were nonetheless exhilarated to be together, and when he held the door for me on the way out, gently grabbing my shoulders to move me to the inside of the sidewalk (a classic, gentlemanly move I had never heard of until then), I completely forgot about the atrocious techno music ringing in my ears, and swooned over the feeling of being cherished and respected in a way I had never known. I could tell by the way his lips curled at the edges that he had enjoyed the night just as much as I had, and there would be many more dates to come.
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“We would later laugh about how terrible the music was, but what I didn’t tell him for a long time was that when his green cashmere sweater grazed my skin on the armrest we were sharing, I shivered and had a simple thought strike me, clear and true: “I am going to marry him.”
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As our relationship developed, the serendipitous and fateful “coincidences” from our past that we discovered astounded us. We found out that the hardware store his family had owned for over 100 years was right behind my grandparent’s house, and our families had known each other for generations. Sam went to high school with my uncles, and I went to high school with his cousin. All this time, we had been running in the same circles, just barely missing each other, but our lives had finally aligned. We decided we didn’t believe in coincidences anymore. These were all blazing signs from the universe, telling us our paths were meant to join.

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Sam encouraged me to rediscover my passion for writing, get my poems published, and earn an English degree with honors, while I stood by him as he delved into his love of mathematics and realized his dream of becoming an actuary. From wondering where rent money was going to come from to oceanside hotel rooms in paradise, the two of us have worked to manifest a life of prosperity and joy, never limiting one another or allowing each other to say “I can’t do it”.


 
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Over the next four years we built a life together involving various tiny apartments, two crazy chihuahuas, a spontaneous trip to Cuba (and other wild traveling experiences), the invention of many recipes, death-defying ski lessons, even more death-defying slippery drives on mountain pass roads, inside jokes, salty ocean kisses, “I’ve-never-told-anyone-that” moments, convertible rides, good beer, late nights, spontaneous trips to random county fairs, dancing, cuddles, tears, obstacles, and all the love we could ever want.

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We’ve made it through sweltering summers without air conditioning, scrounging up quarters to wash our clothes, and we have sipped champagne with gold-flaked desserts at the Ritz Carlton. We’ve weathered some of the darkest days imaginable hand-in-hand, and we’ve spent other days in absolute bliss. We know when to be good influences on each other, and we know when to throw caution to the wind and be partners in crime. Through trials and triumphs, we have been each other's constant ally.


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With our love story in mind, we were moved to tears, laughter, more tears, and absolute euphoria as we stood on a beach at dusk in the Dominican Republic and recited handwritten vows that we had already made in our hearts years ago.

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Although we chose to wed privately, our loved ones surrounded us in spirit, and we are grateful for their support as we set out to live the rest of our days together: for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, ‘til death do us part, and beyond.

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Dagan and Mallori's White Beach Wedding in Pensacola, Florida

Dagan grew up running around my house, getting into shenanigans with my little brother, Brandon. I've never known a more fun-loving duo in my life, even if that fun meant trouble. The stories are hilariously entertaining. During their junior year of high school, Dagan met Mallori and it really changed his views on life and his personal goals. So much that he's developed into a successful young businessman and entrepreneur. He's a supportive member of his local community in any way he can help. And he credits Mallori for being his support and driving force. Mallori recently graduated medical school and is now a registered nurse. These two high school sweethearts have a great start on life and take having fun seriously. I've never known such a spontaneous couple with a passion for "Leven the good life!" Just scroll through their wedding and you'll see why. Their outgoing and light-hearted nature was expressed in almost every moment of their wedding day. The whole experience exuded a radiance you can only achieve by having a life of joy. With their best friends and wonderful family surrounding them, you can see why they have just that.

So cheers to this adventurous couple! May your love for life ensure that the shenanigans will never end.

-Danielle

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Meagan and Tylor's Dreamy Winter Wedding

Meagan and Tylor fought the magnetism between them but finally let love and mysterious circumstances bring them together. They celebrated their dreamy winter wedding very stylishly at Pratt Place Barn in Fayetteville, Arkansas and we were honored to capture it! 

Tylor and I hung out for the first time when we were in high school. Needless to say, it wasn’t exactly love at first sight. We actually got into an argument that night over my driving. That was the one and only encounter we would have for years to come. After high school, I moved away for school and Tylor stayed in Conway. Every now and then I would find myself trying to look him up on Facebook. I remembered his name was spelt weird and I never had any luck. Over the next few years, we both experienced loss and heartache. After graduating college in May of 2014, I moved back to Conway. Although Tylor and I hadn’t had any communication in years, we often thought of each other. One night in the summer of 2015, Ty was out with some friends. One asked him “Tylor, if you could date any girl, who would it be”? His answer: “Meagan Stiles”. Obviously I was not informed of this until many months later. But our story came into play one night when I went out with some of my coworkers. We ended up spending our night at a local bar, which wasn’t exactly where I planned on meeting my future husband. But hey, God has a sense of humor. My friend was begging Tylor to come out that night. I was secretly disappointed when he responded saying he was already in for the night. Lucky for me, however, she then told him whom she was with. Within twenty minutes, Tylor and I found ourselves sitting directly across from each other after 8 years apart. It took only a few weeks for the two of us to realize that we couldn’t do life without the other. We didn’t feel the need to waste any time and we were engaged within six months. We haven’t looked back ever since. While there have obviously been trials along the way, our life together has been more amazing than either one of us could have ever imagined. We are so thankful for the Lords perfect timing and His hand on our marriage. Thankfully, we like each other a little more now than we did the first time we met.
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Ashley and John's Rustic Industrial Wedding at Fairlane Station

In a world of social media celebrities portraying lives that are seemingly always happy, I think the majority of us feel discouraged to be real because we've confused facade for reality.  However, getting to know Ashley on a personal level during her bridal session was blazingly refreshing. I'm still reeling from how deeply she recognizes that life can be imperfect, heartbreaking and yet simultaneously beautiful. She exudes raw honesty and grace which makes sense when you realize that she spent a great deal of her life expressing emotion through dance as a ballerina. She is also very passionate about helping others and standing up for social justice. I walked away from her bridals with the feeling that it was one of the most impactful shoots I've ever experienced, so I've included some of her bridals in the wedding story. I believe you can feel her strength and brilliant mentality through these images. And through her words, their love story delves into an unforgettable message.

"We went to high school together but didn't go on our first date until ten years after. Everything with John has been one adventure after another. We were long distance at first and we both admit that we didn't think it would last because the distance was extremely hard. In the same breath, we both admit that we couldn't quit whatever it is we were doing. Instantly I knew he was meant to be someone special in my life. He was meant to change me for the better. While dating, we really jumped in head first and skipped the dinner date, cliche stuff. We opted to show each other our individual worlds instead. I took him to a Democrats party and he took me to Wakarusa. We probably went to 100 concerts in that first year. After a year and a half, he moved to Fayetteville so we could concentrate on loving each other with every fiber in our being without the fear of impending doom that distance brings. John's personal goal for every day is to make me laugh, and he succeeds even when I'm in no mood for jokes. We dance in our kitchen on a regular basis. We make it a priority to have fun together every single day. Concerts are still a big part of our life, in fact John proposed to me right in the middle of a concert. This journey is only three years old, yet I have learned so much, grown so much, and smiled so much more than I ever knew was possible. We've been through so much in the last 3 years - external matters that cause heartbreak - but John's emotional support is everything I need to survive even the cloudiest of days. John often reminds me of a lyric we hold near and dear, "life is not the mountain tops, it's the walking in between, and I like you walking next to me." We are having so much fun as newlyweds! We built ourselves a home while engaged and we're living happily ever after with our two dogs and our cat. The future will undoubtedly hold more ups and downs than imaginable, but there's no one else I would want by my side." -Ashley Reeves



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Life is not the mountain tops, it’s the walking in between, and I like you walking next to me.
— Ben Rector