It's been 4 months and 8 days since this incredible day, and I still don't think I've processed the magic of it all. I felt like I was floating through a dream, through the manifestation of every detail I had ever envisioned for what it could hold. But among all the chaos and ALL the feels, there was a still, small voice that followed me. Three words that kept me steady. “fullness of joy.” In your presence, there is fullness of joy. My joy was full because His presence was everywhere. I felt it in every moment of that day. When I couldn't sleep at 3:00am and my sweet girls were already waiting to giggle and squeal with me. When I watched my dearest friends sweat it out after I tricked them into starting the day with a hot yoga sculpt class. When I drove toward the countryside with the bluest of sky and the greenest of grass on the most PERFECT October day in Texas history. When tears flooded my eyes when I finally saw my groom. And when peace washed over me as I walked with my dad, the greatest man I've ever known, toward my husband, the best friend I've ever had. When I hammered that nail into the cross and knew every burden, sin, and broken piece of my past was nailed with it. And when I caught myself, in the midst of a Whitney Houston classic, and looked around to see every person I've ever loved from every different walk of my life there sharing in my joy. 

Every. Single. Moment. Of that day was packed with love and grace and true bliss. Joy to the fullest indeed.

So to Mimi for being there to cry with me when I found the perfect dress. To Jess for stepping in at crunch time when I was about to lose my mind. To Mama Mooibroek for making every dreamy vision I had of white blooms and lots of eucalyptus come true. And to her brave crew for being her hands and feet. To Tori, the Maid of Honor of the century, for sharing in my joy, my stress, my chaos and my tears for each day of those 10 months. To Frank for being our handy chef as we welcomed in our travelers. To Jack for effectively and valiantly securing our rings. To Auntie Christi for making her toffee and Mama Mason for baking her cookies, so we could cheers to the night with our favorite treats. To my bridesmaids for being more than I ever could have hoped for in the women that would stand by my side and to his groomsmen, for making my man the absolute goofball that he is. To Mama Huff for boldly coordinating a wedding at a venue she had never been to for people she had never met. To Dave for officiating a worshipful ceremony and making Christ's love the center of our union. And of course to everyone that traveled to the good ole Lonestar state to be a part of our day and share in our joy. Thank you could never suffice for the gratitude we have for you. You are the friends that make this world a good place. You are the family we hope to always walk through life with. You are the type of people we strive to be. Thank you for blessing our marriage.

And of course to our families. Who gave us everything we have. Who gave us a day more beautiful than words. But most importantly, who have modeled selfless love and life-long partnership. Who have showed us how to build a home on morals and values. How to love people by loving one another. And how to live lives of purpose and grace. We are who we are because of you, and we were ready to embrace this big thing called marriage because you showed us it was worth it.

10 | 21 | 16. A day I'll never forget with details I'll always cherish.

xx, molls

VENDOR LOVE | all photos by the incredible Payge Stevens Photography | venue  Thistle Springs Ranch | videography Take 4 Films | taco bar Dos Molinas Catering | dress Ava's Bridal | drinks Spec's Wines and Spirits

My wedding dress | Bridesmaid dresses