This post needs little to no explanation- we process down the considerable aisle. If you’d like to listen to our processional music, click here:
First, McGlovin and the priest emerged from the Sacristy:
The organ in the Cathedral is a pipe organ, which means that the organist is facing the organ, and can’t turn around to see what’s going on. So, instead of playing a different song for my processional, the organist just played the Trumpet Voluntary for a while and then, after it could be safely assumed assumed that everyone had made it, played an incredibly grand flourish, and continued with the same. At first I was skeptical, but it was awesome 🙂 So, a few things happened as the grand flourish was playing: first, my dad asked if I was really sure this is what I wanted:
As I walked down the aisle, I wasn’t looking at Mr G at all. Instead, all I could really focus on was seeing so many of my favorite people- it’s really crazy when you have all of your friends and family staring at you at one time, and you can just feel, almost tangibly, the ridiculous amount of support that surrounds you.
But then, as we got closer, and I looked from my brother to my mom to my sisters, I realized that the only person whose face I hadn’t seen yet was McGlovin’s. I looked up at the altar, into his eyes, and Hive- every emotion hit me at once, and I lost it. I went from beaming bride…
I know that most brides are looking for their groom at the end of the aisle, but was anyone else awestruck by seeing so many of their loved ones as they walked down the aisle? Seriously- it’s amazing when the only people you are looking at are loved ones- you don’t know where to look because they’re all your favorites!
Missed a Gloves recap? Catch up here:
- First, a reintroduction to our wedding story
- Our frenzied post-holidays wedding week
- An alarmingly normal rehearsal day, complete with teeth whitening
- I completely blanked on our rehearsal dinner!
- Wedding morning—the ladies get ready
- Miss Gloves gets her wedding hair did
- The gentlemen have some bacon…and get dressed
- Miss Gloves turns into a bride…with Howie’s help!
- A missing bustle…or was it?
- A quick look at the morning details
- The Gloves take a look—and it’s magnificent
- A lovely pre-wedding photo session
- Gifting the VIPs
- A sip of wedding whisky before we process
- Very traditional: Ave Maria to seat the moms