Our Story


Sometimes there is no other word.

As I look at these photographs from last weekend, I am reminded our wedding almost five years ago.

I’ve decided to tell you our story.

Daniel and I met as teenagers at church on a Wednesday evening. Our first conversation was about Daniel’s love for art.

I was wearing a knee-length skirt and a v-neck sweater, and he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that hung off of his tall frame.

When it was time for our parents to drive us home, we didn’t want to stop our conversation. We talked for hours that night.

That year (2000), Daniel asked me to his Junior/Senior Prom at the Disneyland Hotel. I decided on a blue gown, since that was his favorite color. I felt his heart pound as I pinned on his boutinere.

The night was carefree and filled with laughter and friends, until the band announced the last dance.

Suddenly, it felt like just the two of us.

As Goodnight, Sweetheart, Goodnight was slowly strummed, Daniel, knowing all of the lyrics, sang along softly with the song. He held me close as we swayed back and forth, and this time, it was my heart that pounded.

Swingdancing dates. Movies together. Parties with friends. Our youthful friendship was sweet, and we liked one another.

One Summer, after we had ventured on a mission trip to a foreign country together, enjoyed weekly trips to the beach, and shared all of our favorite books,

Daniel turned to me and said, “You’re my best friend.”

“You’re my best friend, too.”

Daniel went to college in San Diego, and I went to college in Seattle. For four years we dated long-distance, which made a $500 phone bill one month seem like salt in a wound.

Then, it was the Summer after my Junior year of college. After spending a month in Scotland with my family, I flew to Paris, where Daniel and I began a backpacking trip around Western Europe. We had minimal language skills, a strange indifference to being lost, and grand adventures with friends we made along the way.

One evening, after the best meal we’ve both ever had, Daniel and I found ourselves on a hill overlooking the city of Florence. We shared fresh chocolate gelato under a bright pink sunset.

And then Daniel was down on one knee. He asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.

I did not hesitate with my yes.

On the day we became engaged, on the spot where Daniel proposed in Florence, we buried a treasure together. We will not reveal the exact location or contents therein, but we have returned to Florence since, and it was still buried where we had left it.

(When we re-discovered it, covered in dirt, I cried. Wouldn’t you? As I respond to the duties of each day, at any moment, I can escape to the thought that we have a treasure buried in Tuscany).

Four and a half years ago, I married Daniel in the church where we met.

We made an earnest and joy-filled promise to each other, to God, and to the people gathered in the church that we would love each other until death do us part.

And at the end of our wedding day, my cheeks hurt from smiling.


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Brittany Machado - March 2, 2011 - 9:14 am

thank you for these beautiful pictures and such a lovely, open, fabulous narrative. you two are just wonderful and the world (and of course ALL of us) are so blessed to know a world with you in it.

Meghan S - March 2, 2011 - 11:09 am

Oh wow! I just loved reading your story. It is so beautiful! Your sweet friendship reminds me of our own story. Thank you so much for sharing. You’ve warmed my heart.

Emily - March 2, 2011 - 2:55 pm

So so sweet. It is good to be reminded of life’s sweet moments. It’s so easy to forget about that brand-spanking-new-love feeling.

megan - March 2, 2011 - 6:03 pm

Thank you so much, Brittany!

megan - March 2, 2011 - 6:04 pm

Thank you, Meghan! Being best friends with your husband is the best – and I don’t care how corny that sounds!

megan - March 2, 2011 - 6:05 pm

Thanks Emily! I love the sweetness of young relationships. Twitterpated!

Judy Berry - March 2, 2011 - 8:40 pm

Thank you for sharing your love story with all of us. As one who has known Daniel from his childhood days, I have loved watching him grow into adulthood into the man he has become. I would love to know you Megan, as you have to be one very special woman, and I love the business you and Daniel have created. May your love continue to grow and blossom, and may you always smell the roses along the way. Much love and best wishes to the two of you.
Judy Berry

Heidi - March 7, 2011 - 11:25 am

Love your story! Love you guys!!! I am so glad that we met you and have had the opportunity to get to know you better. Thank you so much for being there to capture our celebration this weekend. You guys are the best – looking forward to many new stories over the years!!!

daniel + megan - March 10, 2011 - 10:51 pm

Thank you so much Heidi! We love you guys too! Your support and friendship means so much to us!
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