2017 was a year for the books. My own big day was one of the last weddings of the season and let me tell you, it was a season. That year, we had 17 weddings on our calendar and did our very best to make it to as many as we could.

At the height of the season, I noticed all of my girlfriends were complaining about the chaos of wedding planning. They couldn’t wait for their big day to arrive so they would never have to organize a wedding again, but not me. Was I crazy?

I was one of the only women that truly, genuinely loved every single moment of the wedding planning process. I began helping some of my girlfriends with the minor details that can feel truly cumbersome to any bride-to-be.

Fast forward through all the drunken best man speeches, copious amounts of hairspray, happy tears and love to September 20th, 2017, just three days before our wedding day. The forecast undoubtedly called for rain. Despite my mother’s sunny disposition, I just knew it was going to rain on our wedding day. I wasn’t going to let that stop me from having the best day ever, so I visited my trusty friend, Amazon, and purchased 200 ponchos.

September 23rd, 2017, the day had come. We enjoyed amazing pre-wedding yoga on the rooftop terrace where the ceremony would be held later that day. The practice was centered around staying grounded and present in the day. Did I mention the sun was out? By all accounts (historically speaking), you couldn’t ask for a more perfect day. In fact, there’s only a percent chance that more than 0.04 inches of total precipitation will fall in Denver throughout the day on September 23. But Mother Nature had a different plan for our day.

I could have very easily let this ruin my day. After all, what bride wants rain on her wedding day? But earlier, I made my mind up that I wasn’t going to let anything rain on my parade, not even rain itself. I was blessed to be surrounded by the most amazing women and bridesmaids who lifted me up in so many ways.

That said, there was a moment that changed it all. We were about one hour away from the start of the ceremony. My dress was on, my hair and makeup were flawless (thanks to Candace at Dotted with Hearts Artistry and Lauren Shea at Belle Shea Salon), my amazing family and friends were surrounding me, but in that moment, it was still raining.

With so many things happening around me, feelings suddenly rushed over me like a wave. I was asking 200 people to sit in formal wear, on a rooftop, in downtown Denver, in the rain. Immediately, I reminded myself to stay grounded and calmly made my way to the window. Looking down, I longed to just put my feet in the grass, but I knew that wasn’t an option. Instead, I sat by the window and cracked it the whole two inches allowed on the 34th floor.

Suddenly, I was met with an all too familiar smell, petrichor, otherwise known as the smell of the earth after it rains. In that moment, I knew everything would be okay. I was marrying my best friend and that was what the day was about. Rain or shine, I got to stand and profess my love for the man of my dreams in front of all the people near and dear to our hearts.

From there, Petrichor was born. As the dust settled the weeks following our wedding day, I knew that I had to harness that love and light, bring to brides the sense of peace I found in that moment on my wedding day. It’s easy to get caught up in the weeds of the messy details of money, family drama and which table linens your Great Aunt Kathy thinks you should use. In the end, it’s about you and your best friend and the love that you share.

As a Colorado wedding coordinator, I will help you plan and execute the perfect ceremony while gently reminding you to stay grounded. This approach ensures that you enjoy every precious moment of your wedding day. Your big day will be over before you know it, but it’s the starting line for a life of bliss as you begin your journey into marriage.

– Owner, Meghan Leigh