dom and michael get married

It's another perfect California night. And Dom and Michael are getting married. 

Alexander and I board the shuttle bus that will take us to Lakeside Country Club.

The venue is perfect, nestled between a golf course on one side and the mountains on the other. 

The flower-laden path welcomes those who walk it or, like the couple's dog Ricky, are carried.

Until Michael met Dom, he disliked dogs. Amazing what love can do.

The sixteen youngest guests look like ethereal nymphs. 

Michael waits.

As The Father of the Bride walks Dom down the aisle.

The ceremony, performed by both a chaplain and a rabbi, is perfectly blended.

For me, anyway, the most touching moment is Dom's speech. Her voice quivers as she talks of her love for Michael. She says that for the first time in her life, she understands the term, "You'll know," when you are lucky enough to find the one. Michael wipes a tear from Don's face as she speaks. How lucky she is to have found that person. 

Michael is the youngest brother of three. Adam and Jason are his older married brothers. They both have gorgeous wives and children. And until Dom was introduced to the family, no one knew much of anything about Michael's dating life in LA. He waited, until he too, met the one.

And in the Jewish tradition, Michael breaks the glass.

And the couple is married.

There are some pictures.

 

Some speeches.

Some dining. 

Some dancing.

Some chance meetings.  

my mom with Joe Pesci

And some sleeping.

Despite this wedding being relatively high-profile, the mood throughout is relaxed. 

It really is a magical night.