I was five years old the first time I realized it was possible to cry with tears of joy. (Apparently, winning a kite flying contest was an overwhelmingly joyous occasion for me at the time—ha!) Years later, it's not uncommon for me to shed tears of joy at the wedding celebrations I'm so honored to be part of. Yesterday, as Wendi and Jon became a new family, I didn't have to cry alone—Wendi was moved to tears throughout the day, as the love in the room was literally palpable.

Both Wendi and Jon come from incredibly loving families. The love and joy they all share was more than enough to move anyone to tears. (Even without a kite.)

Self-portrait

The wedding reception was held at Omaha's Durham Museum. The architecture and details of the building were an art deco dream!

The ladies snuck away to bustle the dress before the dancing started.

xoxoxoxo!