Hawkily Ever After: Here Comes the Bride

One by one I watched as my bridesmaids walked through the chapel doors. Daddy Hawk and I both held on to each other tight in hopes of keeping our emotions in check. I'm sure I would have lost it without him by my side.

As our flower girl entered the chapel, I knew it was almost my turn. My heart was nearly beating out of my chest as we ascended the stairs toward the door.

Being a traditional girl, I could not have imagined walking down the aisle to anything other than Wagner's "Bridal Chorus," but actually hearing it begin to play was a surreal experience.

 Once I was able to lock eyes with Mr. Hawk, I felt some of my nerves start to melt away.

We were ready to officially become Mr. and Mrs. Hawk!

All photos by Valerie Demo Photography

Miss a Hawk recap? Don't fret! Catch up here:

We review our planning journey
We rehearse and welcome our guests
The girls get pretty
Miss Hawk becomes a bride
I share my bridal details
Mr. Hawk becomes a groom
Our first look
We take photos at Crim Dell Bridge
We explore campus for more photography
The groomsmen ham it up
The bridal party channels their inner model
The entire wedding party regroups
My last moments as a Miss
Welcome to our wedding ceremony
The bridal party procession

Hawkily Ever After: The Procession

The guests were all seated in the chapel as we began to line up. It was time for the ceremony to begin! 

Mr. Hawk gave his niece, our little flower girl W, one last encouraging pat on the back to ease her nerves.

Once we heard the violinist begin to play Trumpet Voluntary, reality started to sink in. 

Luckily Daddy Hawk was there to give me some of my own much-needed support.

Mr. H took Momma Hawk's arm... 

...and escorted her to her seat before taking his place at the altar.

 The groomsmen filed in, and the music switched again.

 Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring began to play as Sissy Hawk walked through the chapel doors and down the aisle.

 BM T...

...BM K...

...BM R...

 ...and MOH A made their way down the aisle.

 Our coordinator Liz, calmly told W it was her turn.

Apparently she made it about halfway down the aisle before she realized all of the eyes on her.  

This next photo perfectly captures the moment she changed her mind. She never made it to the altar, but instead made a bee-line straight to her parents.

  I wish I could have seen it because I heard she was adorable!

Does anyone else have a similar flower girl story?

All photos by Valerie Demo Photography

Miss a Hawk recap? Don't fret! Catch up here:

We review our planning journey
We rehearse and welcome our guests
The girls get pretty
Miss Hawk becomes a bride
I share my bridal details
Mr. Hawk becomes a groom
Our first look
We take photos at Crim Dell Bridge
We explore campus for more photography
The groomsmen ham it up
The bridal party channels their inner model
The entire wedding party regroups
My last moments as a Miss
Welcome to our wedding ceremony