
Every bride is the prettiest bride I've ever seen. Every first dance is accompanied by the best song I've ever heard. At every reception I think, "It doesn't get any more fun than this!" And with every bride and groom I meet I think, "There is no one more perfect for one another than these two are for each other."
I know I'm in the right business.
I know I'm in the right business because I never get sick of Canon in D, nor do I ever resist the Electric Slide. I know I'm in the right business because I truly feel like I'm doing something worthwhile. I'm making a difference in the lives of others. I know I'm in the right business when every weekend I'm fighting back tears of overwhelming happiness. Whether it's Ali and Chris at the alter bowing their foreheads together in prayer, James' sister singing an Irish prayer to him and Alicia, or Meghan and Jason wildly jumping up and down, dancing and singing "I Want You to Want Me," and laughing hysterically — I cry. Every time I cry.

I can't even begin to describe the
undeniable joy that comes over me. And at the end of the night, after twelve grueling hours of crouching into unimaginable positions to get the perfect shot, I hug the parents of the bride and groom, who've adopted me as one of their own for the day, and say my thank yous; I load up my gear, drive home, and no matter how exhausted I am, I'm still unable to wipe the grin off my face and that's when I think, "I can't imagine doing anything else during this season of my life."
I get it.
I completely get it. I live for these moments. I live to capture these emotions and show people the light they exude.
Thank you to all of my brides, grooms, and parents for blessing me — blessing me with your trust, honesty, and candidness. Thank you for giving me the best "job" on the planet.
— With love,
René