Each path has its first step. And almost every journey is preceded by something. The wedding day is the first step on a new journey, a journey of common life. And what preceded her? A long series of events. From our acquaintance (or perhaps our birth? Or perhaps the acquaintance of our parents?…), through beautiful times of convergence, full of timidity, excitement, cognition, to the determination of the date of this extraordinary day.
And then it occurred. Preparations for the perfect form of our beginning of the common path. First invent, then realize. Imaginations and reality. So many things! Place, form, people, dress. What else? Magic! The Magic of wedding rings. The magic of the Vetwoven forever. The resemblance we wanted keeps a steady sense of something that cannot be named. Our patronity, background. Reminder. Love.