4 years ago Andrew traveled to Brazil on a missions trip. While there he met Nathalia. It was impossible for him not to notice the tall, slender beauty. It was impossible not to notice her poise and smile. It was impossible not to notice her inner beauty and zeal for life. He had never met anyone like Nathalia in America. He had never met anyone like her in Canada, Africa, Europe or any of the other far off lands he had journeyed.
Nathalia was his soul mate.
Months later Andrew trekked back to Brazil. He told Nathalia that he was ready to find a new home, that the US was no longer his home. He asked her to be his home. And the dream came true: they wed.
Visas are hard to come by in Brazil because of endless red tape. Andrew refused to return to see family and dear friends without his bride. Finally after years of waiting, she received her visa. They returned to the states for a month. Amidst American friends and family they declared again their vows to one another.
Andrew and Nathalia, I loved this wedding. Andrew, I loved the delight on your face as you introduced friends to your bride for the first time. I loved the tear rolling down your cheek as you said, “till death do us part” as if it were the first time these words crossed your lips. Nathalia, I loved the admiration in your eyes for your best friend. I loved that you were the life of the party in a group of new friends. There is no doubt: you were made for each other.
December was Nathalia’s first time to see snow ever. Photographing people in the snow is a delight, but photographing Nathalia in the snow was a rare treasure.
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