Today’s blog post is a follow-up posting from Jennifer. As you remember, the previous post was before she and Keith left for Maui to get married! I may be biased, but I think she made a beautiful bride! Please let me formally introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Keith Pascar!
The song in the video is the song that she walked down the beach with her Dad. Enjoy!
Several people have asked about Jennifer’s tattoo on her back shoulder. She had that tattoo done after Lizz and the boys went to heaven. As you can see from the tattoo, their is a butterfly (Lizz), two large sunflowers to represent the tornadoes, Fischer and Benjamin. At the bottom of the tattoo is Lizz’s favorite verse: Micah 6:8.
I also attached the video I made from them from their “Trash the Dress” session. As you may or may not know, “Trashing your Wedding Dress” is the latest wedding “thing”. Instead of carrying her dress back and preserving it, she decided to preserve her dress in pictures. I had some fun with that video! Hehehehe.
Congratulations Jennifer and to my new son-in-law Keith!
I love you!
On the morning of the wedding, I slept in, and Keith went for the traditional “man-time” with my brother-in-law, Dan. They went disc golfing, and later, I was treated to the best massage EVER in the hotel spa. The day was going to go by fast, so I wanted to really enjoy every second. Before I got ready, I called my mom, for a last minute chat.
Then off to get transformed. I was by myself for a little while, but I was quickly joined by my step-mom, Lisa, and my dad. The beach that we were supposed to get married at was washed out due to the high surf throughout. A last minute change was getting to a bigger, calmer beach.
The subject of Lizz came up while my make-up was getting done, but I think that God placed me in a bubble of protection – to ensure that I would be able to enjoy this day for what it was…my wedding day, not another day without Lizz. I could feel the tears coming, but my makeup artist was fantastic, understood the situation, and quickly changed the subject to other stories of “bridezillas” that she’s had to deal with in the past.
With the hair and makeup complete, the room was full of our wedding guests, and I was shuffled off into a side bedroom to put my dress and jewelry on. After the dress was on, I took a look at myself, and I’ll be honest with you – I never thought that I could look that pretty. I surprised myself! Lizz definitely helped guide the brushes that painted my face, and combed my hair.
Out I stepped and my groom saw me, and I knew that we were ready. We all piled in the car – and to the beach we went…
Thirty minutes later, I became Mrs. Keith Pascar. It was immediately after the wedding that God let me out of my protective bubble for a few minutes. My dad was the first person to hug me as a married woman. I realized while hugging him, that Lizz was the only person that I wouldn’t be able to get a congratulatory hug from. That killed me. It still does.
Just as quickly as I let myself out of my bubble, I was placed back in. We went and took our post-wedding pictures, and finished the evening with a fantastic dinner at the Grand Wailea.