“Go to your home!” she said, as she kicked a trash can at me. “Go on, get in there.” I won’t tell you her name, but she was our middle school bully. And for the next few weeks I was her target. She wrote on my face, threatened violence, and while sitting in 7th grade language arts would throw stuff at me or kick that dang trash can. All the other kids said nothing. Did nothing. The teacher even lectured me about getting out of my seat after she wrote on my face with a pen so hard that it left a mark on my eye.
Then it happened. One day, she walks into class and kicks that can again. “Shut up! Just stop. Leave her alone!” It was Shannon. She had finally had enough of this and defended me. I didn’t know what to do, but I so relieved. And I will never forget that memory. Loyalty is the mark of a true friend. That was the day the girl moved on to another target to harass. I can only hope that this girl grew up and came to realize that she needs to be a different person, and has changed for the better. I hope she is someone’s good friend, wife, or mother.
I’ve known Shannon since we were 10 years old. She was my best friend growing up. We did everything together: school, gymnastics, theme parks, riding the bus to her house (I practically lived there), and so many other things. When we grew up and decided on colleges she went to North Texas and I went to North Florida. Since we spent many years apart we grew into different groups, friends and lives. However, as us loyalists go, we both ended back in Colorado near our families. And even though we didn’t spend a lot of time catching up on a consistent basis, it has always been a good reunion every time we saw each other. At her bachelorette party we kept bringing up so many memories. I can make a serious list of memories from time in her little red Geo Metro after getting our license, dancing to Beatles songs, cheering each other in the gym, “modeling” our milk mustaches for the camera. To the more serious life events of boyfriends, the untimely passing of her little brother, to getting engaged, and now the wedding. So as Shannon’s wedding approached I knew it was an occasion I couldn’t miss. And of course, as a Denver photographer, I brought my camera.
These are just a few images from her beautiful day from a beautiful bride.
As you already know, wedding photography is not something I typically offer as part of my services. My specialty and training is for newborn photography, maternity portraits, and families. However, as Shannon’s guest I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to help capture some images for her. She hired Lucky Day Photography to be the lead, so I just helped fill in the gaps and took extra shots.
Flowers: Fairytale Floral by Lindsay Culkin