For Christmas we gave our parents two different (but also the same) photo books of our wedding. There were so many photos and I knew that our parents were struggling with only being able to print and frame some of them, not allllll of them. How do you pick? And then what happens with the rest of them? Wedding photos today are not the same as wedding photos when our parents got married. They have real photos in real books and if there were any other pictures that were taken… they don’t exist in the world anymore. All 900+ of mine will live on forever in the digital world (the good and the good (and the bad)). That’s hard for our parents to wrap their brains around.
Kamel researched the best product for the right price, and with my history and practice with photo layout I designed the books. It was incredibly fun and an incredibly personal experience. We set out to paint the real picture of that day, tell the story of what happened before we forget the details: the stamps that my parents picked out to go on the drink card envelopes, the mariachis being amazing before we arrived to the reception, the spontaneous conga line, the laughing, the dancing, the MOMENTS.
So we shipped my parent’s book off to Seattle to have them open it on Christmas eve with my family all there. (It went over fabulously.) Then we took Kamel’s parent’s book to Mexico City to share with his mom and his many aunts and great aunts and cousins. This is the moment Kamel’s mom opened the book, and the moments afterward as she flipped through it with Kamel’s aunt Claudia, who also read at our wedding, and Kamel’s fabulous grandma.
Sharing joy with family and friends is the best gift I can think to give and the best experience to share. It all comes full circle. Be with the people you love during joyful events and share the joyful memories with those same people. Beautiful.