Mahito Forever

My wedding was a beautiful day. By a stream that rolled through a giant pine tree farm in Twain Harte, Ca. I am so glad it was small and intimate, all the people I really needed to be there were there. There were less than 50 people at my wedding, and everyone there made their mark on my very special day. Mahito did it literally.

We had six bridemaids and five groomsmen. A big party but a little awkward to get up and down the “aisle”. My wedding party was going through one more run through while I was alone in the dressing room. That one last quiet moment a bride has to steal herself is so amazing. A place in the soul, so full of love and warmth…that moment can never be replicated.

And then my bridemaids burst back in, laughter and excitement filling the room. Mahito had brought spike tape!     The filing in and hitting marks was going to be so easy now, thanks to Mahito!
My father walked me down the aisle, I kissed him and the last person I looked at before my husband filled my world for those few special moments of marriage was Mahito. My wedding was barefoot. I felt the canvass tape under my big toe, smiled and looked out. Mahito and I made eye contact and then, I married the love of my life with Mahito’s purple spike tape under our feet.

Gosh, I loved that man. He made every moment he got himself involved with more special, tenfold.