It was Danny’s sense of responsibility that attracted Shannon first. No, really. She spotted him walking home from an 8am class after seeing him out partying the night before. Passing on the sidewalk that day, her heart gave a little leap, and she found herself so impressed by his ability to work hard and play hard too. It wasn’t long before she sought him out and they exchanged numbers. Danny’s a bit of the quiet type, and he didn’t move on that opportunity super fast. So Shannon called him on it and said “You have my number, why don’t you use it?”. To say she caught him off guard with her boldness would be an understatement. Their relationship quickly grew from there. A few years later, Shannon found herself in a gondola, riding to the top of a mountain for a fancy dinner in honor of her birthday. This time it was Danny’s turn to be bold as he got down on one knee and proposed. They showed up to dinner with Shannon crying happy tears.
For their wedding, they are taking it all back to the first place they first said “I love you” – Washington Island in Door County. It’s a place filled with history and love for Shannon’s family and plenty of memories for the couple too. But before we get ahead of ourselves, let’s take a moment to look back on their engagement session in the snow.
“I will be there to comfort you when you are sick and support you when you are feeling down. To get excited with you during your successes, and help cheer you up an smile when things go badly. Dance even if we are the only ones. Laugh and be silly with you because life is too short not to have fun.” Such were the words in Jake’s match.com profile. But they read more like wedding vows. And marry the girl he met there he did.
While Lisa & Jake were dating, Lisa’s Mom was dying. One night in the hospital in Washington, she asked Lisa to tell her about Jake. Lisa did, extolling every detail she could to share. A silence followed, and then her Mom asked her if they were headed towards marriage. Lisa said she thought they were. It was then that Lisa’s Mom laid her hand on the wedding plans and requested that they marry at Whistling Straits. About a year later, that is just what they did.
Ceremony Venue: Whistling Straits
Reception Venue: Whistling Straits Irish Barn
Florist: The American Club
Cake: The American Club
Hair & Makeup: The American Club
Ceremony Musicians: Gabriel’s Horns
Bride’s Gown: J. Crew
Groom’s Suit: Ralph Lauren
Have I told you today how lucky I am to be in love with you?
Because I am. I’ve been so crazy lucky for eight years, and the seven years before that. Those first seven seemed to crawl by at times – it was a holding pattern to me – just waiting for this life to begin. I’ve known you were my future from the first conversation we had. Marrying you felt like I won a prize, I remember feeling so accomplished, so victorious that day. And now I look around and somehow that overwhelming feeling has grown exponentially.
Looking back at the couple from eight years ago; what we didn’t know could fill a few books. I remember my Dad gave a toast that said something along the lines of “These two are very accomplished each on their own, but what they can do together as a team knows no boundaries.” We believed that then, and we have lived it every day since. None more so than these last few.
What we have built with our little family – I could not feel richer. I sat in Mini’s bed last night reading stories to her and Squeak, the two of them giggling at each other, and I just stared at them in wonder. I can’t believe it sometimes. Here are two tiny beings, such awesome renditions of you, and they are ours. Ours. We get to raise them. Us! This morning as I woke up I looked over at you sleeping and marveled at my residence in the universe. We get to live this life together. Side by side.
So crazy lucky.
I can’t wait to see what year nine has in store for us. I know that whatever it is; with you it will be filled with laughter, joy and love.
As an art major, tickets to an exhibit at the art museum was always something she would agree to. As a college student who had one margarita too many the night before, it wasn’t her top priority that morning. But Louis was insistent that they attend, so she dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. A little while later they were walking into the back entrance to the museum, “It’s a special event that my work sponsored, so we get VIP access” he had explained, and gave their names to the security guard. As they sauntered down the hallway, they passed several images hanging in the windows. Louis pointed one out. It was their first picture as a couple; goofy faces, a bit blurry, and two days into a camping trip. Not their most appealing image, Megan thought, and cringed at the thought of his coworkers seeing it. “Does everyone at the firm have a picture up for this event?” she wondered out loud, and Louis just smiled and shrugged. They passed another picture, this time of their trip to meet her parents. They stopped and chatted about the encounter, reminiscing. A couple of steps later there was a third picture and then realization hit her like an avalanche. What this? Could it be? She looked at Louis. He smiled and started talking about the picture in front of them. She felt woozy, far too light on her feet. Her brain was moving faster than the rest of her and her body couldn’t quite catch up. She grabbed his arm to keep from passing out. Somehow she was participating in the conversation, but she wasn’t fully aware of what she was saying. Finally they reached the last picture. “Megan, we’ve had so many adventures….I want to have so many more. Will you marry me?” Yes! This was it!