The two of us met while filming a movie in Baton Rouge, Louisiana under strange circumstances, to say the least. Thomas's role in the film required that he be nude and covered head to toe in fake cocaine, so naturally, he felt this was the most opportune time to court me. His confidence and utter determination plays a large role in our story, and it is because of this that our relationship went from a playful on-set friendship to a meaningful relationship that was different than anything we'd had before. After the movie wrapped, we both realized that we had 'found each other' as we like to say. Four months later, I packed up my house in New Orleans, drove a Uhaul across the country, and planted permanent roots here in Los Angeles. It's pretty much been the best ever since.
Last December, after a trip to Europe was canceled last minute, Thomas and I decided to spend Christmas up in Sequoia National Forest. With the heavy snowfall and near perfect weather conditions, it was a true winter wonderland. On Christmas Day we decided to take a long hike up to the General Sherman tree (the longest living tree on Earth). We hiked a few hours and after stopping to rest on a giant fallen sequoia tree overlooking a beautiful snowy meadow, Thomas suggested we have a snack. He got down on one knee, pulled a ring box from his backpack, and proposed to me. He got nervous and instead of saying the speech he'd prepared, he said simply "Mollie, I love you, will you marry me!?" I did not believe him at first because if you know anything about Thomas, you know that he has a healthy sense of humor and one of his great joys in life is to prank me. I got the hint when he finally opened the ring box and I saw a beautiful vintage family ring inside. I said yes instantly, and after walking around the meadow for while laughing about our new status, we finished our hike and returned to our cozy chalet to call our parents and end the day with Christmas dinner at the lodge. Proposal or not, that was easily one of the funnest days we've ever had.
When Thomas and I talked about planning our wedding, there was one thing we both knew: we didn't want a big one. We wanted a low-key ceremony, we wanted to share it with our immediate family, and we wanted more than anything to create a wedding weekend that was more about spending time with family than getting ceremony details in order. That is why we chose to head up to Thomas's hometown of Nelson in the mountains of British Columbia and get married at a place called Cottonwood Lake. The weekend was spent enjoying cookouts at his brother's house, hiking around the mountains, walking around downtown, going to hot springs, getting coffee in the mornings, meeting up with old friends in town, and tubing down the river. On the morning of our wedding, we woke up and got a couple's massage (I recommend that for anyone getting married!), my mom and sister came to help me get ready in my hotel room, and Thomas went to his brother's house to do the same. We met at the lake in separate cars, my dad walked me down the dock, and we read our vows we'd written to each other. With our families by our side, we concluded our wedding with some pictures and capped the evening with a long dinner at the charming little restaurant called the All Season's Cafe. To us, a wedding signifies merging two families and creating a new one, and while our ceremony on the lake was beautiful and memorable, it was everything else about that week that truly made it significant.