The day I married my sister

I get it.. It sounds like this post should be a column in a trashy magazine or perhaps an episode of Jerry Springer, but indeed its not as bad as it first sounds. Perhaps I should clarify things a little? Maybe this post should actually start by saying ‘the first ceremony I was fortunate to…

The Circle of Love… From Wedding Crasher to Wedding Celebrant

I have always loved a good wedding From a young age I can remember my mother and I attending (aka. crashing) the wedding ceremonies of many a neighbor/ friend/ work colleague. Sometimes we were invited, mostly not (*), but there is just something special about a wedding day. The joy of the families, the excited…