Last week-end, which was a long one thanks to Christian and Swedish holidays, I got the honer and possibility to join two weddings (one as photographer and one as friend/photographer). In my age weddings come more seldom, but one of my childhood friends decided to tie the knot after 12 years and two gorgeous children together.  Now it is only me and the Mr left,  two gorgeous ones and 18 years together – why rush? 😉

Anyhow, I don’t know if it was when the husband and wife was walking down the avenue, meeting all their friends and family, or when the father of the bride was telling him self to get serious when his voice broke again and again in his speech to his daughter, or when Elvis was in the building making us all laugh and dance like crazy. Maybe it was all of the moments combined that overwhelmed me. How lucky I am to be me, and to be able to share exactly these moment and together with people I care so much about.

It doest’t really matter where you are, the only thing that matters, is that you are happy to be there.