Our road to I DO: One week from today

I was sitting on the couch…cozied up in a pile a blankets that I bury myself under every morning when I get out of bed.  Gary was sitting at the table finishing up work.  I was asking him about his night and doing my best to wake up.  Secretly wishing there was a magic fairy that would fly through the window and put a Starbucks in my hand.  A girl can dream…right?  My eyes glanced from Gary to our countdown and I got a serious case of the butterflies when I realized our days just fell to 7.  That is 7 days…one week…until I marry the most perfect man I could ever ask for.  I told Gary he needed to update the board and when I said 7 days we both stopped for a second…looked at each other…and shook our heads in disbelief.


How did we get here?  How after all this time are we staring at a chalkboard that says we are getting married in a week?!?!  I remember my insides literally aching because I wanted to marry this man so badly.  And that feeling is no different today.  It’s just mixed up with lots of excitement because it is all SO real.  When I see that ‘7 days’ I can’t help but think about how much we have been through…how effortlessly Gary has stood by my side through everything imaginable…and how I can’t wait to go through the rest of our lives as husband and wife.  To fight the battles and take on the world as the Truelocks.  Because as long as we’re together…life will be nothing short of perfect.


Here’s to 7 days until I marry the man of my dreams…and a wedding that has no choice but to be the best day ever!



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A life inspired. . .

When I think about inspiration, I think about looking at a really great photograph.  Or flipping through a magazine and getting lost in the pages of eye candy.  Or Pinterest.  I think about all the obvious things that should and do inspire me.  But lately…ever since I got out of my rut and started shooting again…I am finding inspiration in places I never bothered to look before.


I’m inspired by the light the starts to peer through my office window every day at about 3:00.  I see it bounce off all the things that mean the world to me and I am reminded why I sit in this chair every single day.  I am inspired by the women entreprenuers in my life who are blazing a trail that I am so proud to walk down.  I see them kicking ass and it makes me want to work harder and work better.  I’m so inspired by my amazing friends who have made me feel like the most special girl in the world over these last few months.  And who spend countless hours texting with me at night about god knows what.  And yet somehow it never gets old.  I’m inspired by the elderly couple I saw running across the street yesterday in front of oncoming traffic…laughing hysterically while hobbling to the median.  I can only hope I’m that young at heart when I’m their age.  I’m inspired by the mess I call my office…because every post-it and piece of paper and pile of whatever is a piece to the puzzle that makes up my dream.  I’m incredibly inspired by my couples who pour their hearts into me and invite me into their lives.  Not only on their wedding day but every day.  And I think more than anything else…I have opened my eyes to allowing my own life to inspire me.  Instead of constantly searching for what’s next…I’ve given myself permission to be so incredibly proud of where I am right this second.  I’ve drowned out the noise and it’s amazing how inspiring the silence can be.  Pretty things will always surround us.  But if we can make the core of who we are and what we stand for…beautiful…we be living a life inspired.


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Quitting the day

Do you ever have one of those day…you know…a really bad day.  The kind of day that starts off wrong before you’ve ever gotten out of bed.  One of those days where you just want to yell and blame someone and send strongly worded emails but the rational side of you knows better.  Yesterday was one of those days for me.  I woke up…and just like every morning I picked up my phone to go through my messages and emails.  I had an email from our hotel in Antigua informing me they were sold out for our wedding week.  Now normally this wouldn’t have been a big deal but I knew there were still two very important guests that hadn’t booked their room.  So of course steam starts coming out of my ears because they were supposed to have saved 20 rooms for us and…well…the just didn’t.  I sprung out of bed and hurried to the living room to start typing out some very feisty emails.  I opened my computer and attempted to login to my email.  And, of course, my computer wasn’t working.  I could give you a lot of boring details here but basically it was spazzing out and I couldn’t do anything.  So I attempted to put out this fire from my phone which just made me more angry.


After all this hotel/computer/email drama I woke Gary up and we had lots of wedding errands to run.  First stop was to pick up his freshly tailored suit!  We made it to her shop and Gary tried on his suit…which looked so fantastic on him.  Then we went to check out and I had to do a double take when she told me the total!!  I was like…ummmmmmm, what?!?!  The tailoring was over half of what the suit cost!!!!  I should have known when she had a framed picture of herself with Oprah…live and learn.  We sucked it up and left with his now very expensive suit.  After running some more errands we returned home where I desperately needed to catch up on work and emails.  I turned on my computer and it once again started to spaz.  So I couldn’t do anything.  Gary told me to take it to the genius bar so I called to make an appointment only to find out that you have to make it online.  Great!  I’ll make my appointment online on my BROKEN COMPUTER!!!!!!  So I hung up my phone…shut my laptop…and quit the day.


I curled up on the couch under my favorite blanket and decided to start over tomorrow.  I put on a show…got in the perfect napping position and just let it go.  After a good work out and a glass of wine…my day was back on track.  And sometimes…I just think that’s what you’ve got to do.  You need to hit the restart button and tell yourself it’s OK to start again tomorrow.  It’s OK to quit the day.  I may have lost a day of work and productivity…but I gained a whole lot of sanity and today I am ready to hit the ground running!  So the next time you are having “one of those days“…I give you permission to shut it down…turn it off…and start again tomorrow.


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Showing snow who’s boss.

As I’m sure you saw all over Facebook and Instagram…it snowed in Chicago yesterday.  For those of us who live here…and have endured the biggest jerk of a winter…this sent most of us into a very deep, dark place.  And by most of us…I mean me.  I mean we had this glorious 75 degree weekend and then it snows!!!!  Come on Mother Nature!  As I’m sitting here right now there is snow staring back at me from our balcony.  And a big part of me wants to take hot water and dump it outside just so it all goes away.  I mean it’s April people!!!!  But then I looked over and saw Gary who is laying on the couch and just dozed off after working all night.  And Goose who is snoring away just a few feet from me.  And I realized that while the snow sucks…there are a lot of good things in my life that the weather can never change.

Like Goose’s little snore/grunt/wheeze.  It keeps me company all day long.

The ability to blog from a cozy blanket on the couch.

Friends that bring me large quantities of my favorite yogurt…just because.

Gary.  Just everything about him.

The suitcases that have been sitting behind my couch for months that remind me how close we are to our wedding every time I look at them.

Waking up in a cozy bed and knowing you really don’t HAVE to get out of bed.  So you don’t.

Waiting anxiously for our wedding countdown to drop into the single digits!

Mugs.  They all tell a story and no matter how hard Gary tries…I will never get rid of them.

Pjs…and the days that don’t require you to get out of them.

A wedding dress that fits and I can finally say I love!


Jeans straight out of dryer.

New socks.

And a life that not matter how much snow is on the ground…oozes happiness in all the best ways.


So take that snow!  And if you have any heart at all…please go back to the North Pole where you belong.


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The missing piece.

Somewhere during this off season I got into a funk.  I’m not sure how it happened or what triggered it but there were definitely a couple months where I just wasn’t myself.  Maybe it was the awful winter we had…I don’t know…but it wasn’t a place I liked being.  I couldn’t bring myself to work as hard as I know I can.  I spent days feeling sorry for myself for one reason or another.  I felt guilty for not being in a better place financially.  I felt like a failure for not having as many weddings booked as I would like this year.  I felt like my pictures sucked.  Like my blog was lacking.  Just somewhere along the line I sort of lost my mojo.  After several long conversations with some amazing friends…I picked myself up off this figurative floor, gave myself a slap in the face and told myself to get over it.  And you know what…it worked.  Once I got out of this downward spiral…once I stopped letting myself be this victim…the old me came back.


But still…over this last month I felt like something was missing.  I felt hopeful and inspired again but there was something that I couldn’t put my finger on.  Until last weekend.  Last weekend kicked off my wedding season and it lit back up the fire in me like I can’t even describe.  Getting out of my office.  Out into the most beautiful weather a wedding day could ever ask for.  Doing what I know I was put here to do.  It was like the giant breath of fresh air that I had been needing for sooooooo long.  I never realized how much I miss shooting when I’m not doing it…but last weekend showed me just how important it is to let out the artist inside of me.  When the winter months come and it’s cold outside my camera starts collecting dust and that’s not something I’m going to let happen again.  Last weekend was the reminder I needed that I’m right where I need to be.  That no dollar signs or certain number of weddings booked or comments on my blog posts change the fact that this…this life right here is exactly where I’m supposed to be.


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And not to mention I got to photograph one of my best friends who is so incredibly in love.  I honestly don’t think there is anything better.  Sara you are beautiful inside and out…I love you sister bride!!!!!

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  • A life inspired. . . » Lauren Wakefield - April 17, 2014 - 9:19 am

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