Lucky number 7 - A Quinta - Rustic Wedding in the Algarve
I recall as if yesterday how emotions ran wild on this day. You see, sometimes even though you do not believe in signs, they sort of follow you everywhere. I remember how it felt when I first received Ana’s e-mail and that feeling followed me and it still does, until today. I can sense a lot from the first stages of communication with a couple, and when it feels like we have known each other for so long even with a few lines of words everything becomes magical indeed. Such was what I felt and feel for these two.
Ana wrote me at the time:
”Our day is the 7th and it couldn’t be any other day. Our first kiss was on October 7th 2010, so on our wedding day (if all goes well) we will also celebrate 7 years of dating. This was only the first of many 7's that have manifested themselves throughout our relationship. Whether it was numbers of seats in the cinema, or doors of buildings of great importance (as is the case of both of our workplaces), among so, so many other things that I will not list to not appear too crazy. We always said we were going to get married the day our relationship turned 7, and on top of it it even happened to be on a Saturday and everything! Ahah! The proposal was on the day we celebrated our 5th anniversary, at the restaurant Fábulas. And as if that wasn't magic enough, the table where we sat, which was an old sewing machine, had a drawer on the right side that I opened. Inside were various scraps of paper tablecloths and scribbled napkins. I randomly took one... The first sentence reads "Nothing happens by chance" and the second "Happiness is ephemeral". This already has some mystique if we think about what was going to happen later on that table, but what if I tell you that the 2nd sentence is tattooed on my leg? Even Miguel shivered and he isn’t much of those things.”
A few months later they were married.
And throughout the days I was lucky enough to spend with them I felt it all. I felt all the signs, the magical power of purpose, fate at work in all its glory. And I wept with emotion several times, for when you feel that the love you’re witnessing is ever so real as someone wishes for themselves, you can’t carry that sort of emotion within. You have to mirror it everywhere. Outwards. The joy of Ana and Miguel’s friends and family in some (if not all) of these pictures can give you a glimpse of how this works immensely. How joy is contagious and love forever a lesson of humility and deliverance. I was freaking lucky to witness this in person and I shall never forget it. What a freaking honor.
