Today, a wife.

Yesterday was magical and so is tomorrow.

I didn’t need to get married to know or show our love. But we did, and I couldn’t be happier…

We didn’t tell many about our wedding, because it was super small, unorganized, and we (I) didn’t want anyone asking questions everyday about it. It has been a very career oriented busy summer, and we actually didn’t start doing anything FOR the wedding until the Monday before.

All week, I checked the weather. On the day of…. I checked it every three minutes. And the weatherman lies..

Our wedding was planned to be at 7pm. It was down-pouring at 4:30 and I was happy, but not happy. I just wanted that moment of sun that shines so bright almost every night on our property. It’s absolutely beautiful. … it didn’t look promising. I was actually afraid that it was going to be completely dark out at 7pm. We also didn’t have a rain plan… umbrellas?

Around 6:15? It started getting a little bit lighter, and at 7pm, the sun was shining. The sky parted perfectly. It was everything I was hoping for.

I was super happy to see our family walking out across the yard…. (even though it was 7:15 and they were panicking me… I thought the sun was going to go down before I walked!!!)

A lot didn’t go “as planned”.. not that there was ever a real plan.. but a lot definitely got screwed up. It was funny. I love that it happened. Because it really doesn’t matter.

Before I go… I want to talk about the family we have..😳





Had a role in making yesterday what it was. Every one.

We are incredibly lucky to have such an amazing group of individuals surrounding us.

If you were one of them, and you’re reading this, thank you thank you THANK YOU. We are once again blown away by your generosity and love. 🥰

The word “perfect” is used way too much. I don’t like it. Nothing is perfect. But I would say, our (OUR) day (the way WE wanted it, where we wanted it) was as close to perfect as we could have ever imagined it to be.

I wouldn’t have wanted our day to be any other way.

Love & Gratitude,

Nina Jordan.

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