I’m remembering and celebrating an absolutely unforgettable night at the Esperanza Resort one year ago today with Amy and Michael.
Happy Anniversary, you two!
Most of all, I remember…I had wanted to get married in Cabo for as long as I could remember, and it truly could not have been a more beautiful or more perfect day. It had rained the night before, so when I woke up that morning and pulled the curtains back, I was thrilled to see that it was gorgeous out. The sun was shining and the ocean was sparkling below, and I just knew it was going to be the best day of my life.
My suite overlooked the site where our ceremony was going to be held, so I got to watch it all come together while I was getting dressed. My sister, and maid of honor, and all of my best friends joined me for champange and some treats from the hotel while I finished preening, and everyone was kind enough to stand in awe when I finally walked out in my dress!
My father passed away when I was in high school, so I had asked one of my very best friends’ dad to walk me down the aisle. It was the perfect choice and I couldn’t have been happier to have him at my side. When I finally met Michael at the altar, the feeling was unbelieveable. I was so excited to see him and couldn’t wait to say “I do.” During the planning, I had made an effort to make sure that our outdoor ceremony still felt like we were in a church. The Beesons had been kind enough to fly our Episcopalian minister in from Houston to officiate the service. The florist made us a custom floral cross that was breathtaking and even had pillows made just for me and Michael so that we could kneel during the Lord’s Prayer. All of those details really made the ceremony so meaningful to both of us and I am very greatful to everyone for making it happen.
We said our vows again with just our families in front of a Mexican Justice of the Peace with one of Michael’s best friends translating. For something that was a mere formality to make things legal, it turned out to be pretty special too and I loved getting to say “Si!” when she asked if I would take Michael as my husband. We joined everyone for cocktails and danced to our first song, “That’s How Strong My Love Is” by Otis Redding, while everyone took their seats for dinner on the terrace. We even had a super moon overhead to provide some spectacular waves crashing on the rocks. There may have been a bit of a splash zone, but it was all so beautiful, no one cared.
My Mom gave the most perfect toast before dinner, of course aimed at telling Michael just how lucky he was to have found me. We had an amazing meal, followed up by wedding cakes, two fire-works shows, and a hell of a good time on the dance floor. It was magical and I couldn’t feel luckier or prouder that it all actually happened.