On December 17, 2015, my parents, brother, Vini, and I piled into my parents’ Ford wagon and—after a quick stop at a gas station flower shop for a nosegay—made our way to downtown Vancouver. A light powder flurried down on the highway, and we continued driving.
After about an hour, my father dropped us off at the Waterfront Station where a marriage commissioner and our photographer (Megan Benger <3) were waiting for us. We gathered at a corner of the busy station and repeated vows after the commissioner. We signed the papers, hugged our witnesses, and made the Christmas-ready city the background for our photos. Then, off to Nuba for lunch.
|Well, hello FedEx ! 😛|
We sent off Vini’s Permanent Residency application with a copy of our brand new marriage certificate, and after a few weeks that flew by buried in wedding prep said goodbye for the last time in our long-distance relationship.