I Do. He Does. We did.

This was it! The chairs were filled with loved ones. The special hearts that have made the trek to be here. I was honored to be surrounded among my family and friends. Dad, in his marine baseball cap duo flip shades and aloha shirt, put his arm out for me. Now when I prefaced "casual" to dad, I didn’t mean homestyle comfortable! Geeze! He might as well been in his pajamas! Anyway, it was too late to fuss. I could hear the two piece acoustic band singing in angelic tones. I grabbed his arm and began walking down the sand. Heads turned and my heart was as calm as a ball of yarn. I promised myself that I would not cry through my ceremony for fear of freakish streak of mascara. The love and generosity in the warm air was thrilling. Nature was cohesive with the event. The wind, the trees, the ocean were in rhyme.

The ceremony was as I imagined. It was simply stunning. The ceremony was flawless. Honestly, it was all that mattered. At that moment, it wasn't the dress, or the hair, moreover not even the fake boobies or even the food! The ceremony and the ohana (spirit of family) were the vital elements to the beauty of this new beginning.

During the ceremony, our lives united as one. It was in the air. We were truly blessed by nature and the love from the island. This is why we didn't elope. This is why we didn't settle for the quick Las Vegas or City Hall, it was too sterile. Too cold. It is with the presence of our loved ones and intentions that have traveled here to bear witness, to be able to share the importance of this unique fusion, that made our wedding absolutely and utterly "magical".

I could indulge in the strength of my vow and how I bawled like a baby as I fought every word from quivering, but that’s all that you’ll get out of me. Smile.

I laughed. I cried. I, especially, rejoiced on this special day. This is Shellie coming to you live from the last leg of her wedding journey. I have enjoyed the hellish path to this heavenly moment. Now let's pop open the champagne, kick off our heels, shake our romps, because the Kitchens have arrived. This is Shellie Kitchen coming to you live from cloud nine, back to you Bob at the studio.

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