wedding album why you need one

The way she traces her finger along the edge of each page tells you everything about what this book has become. Thirty years after their wedding day, your grandmother still opens her album with the same careful reverence, but now the gesture carries weight that wasn’t there when the photographs were new. This bound collection…

The florist’s pin falls from your grandmother’s boutonniere as your father adjusts it one final time, landing silently on the marble floor where only you notice it glinting in the afternoon light streaming through the chapel windows. Your mother smooths an invisible wrinkle from your dress, her hands trembling slightly with the weight of watching…