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So I kinda lied. In a post I did about finding a lump in my breast I talked about how important it was to not let fear paralyze you. Reach out. Get help. But since then, I totally backtracked and let it consume me.

When I found the lump in my breast and was told it was cyst, I felt so relieved I didn’t really ask questions. I didn’t have cancer. Who the hell cares about anything else?? Being alone at that appointment, I didn’t have a family member who should have pressed the doctor further because what they did tell me is that I have “innumerable” cysts. I didn’t ask what that meant or if that was cause for concern. I frankly didn’t ask anything.

The lump went away quickly and I thought that was it. But several months later, I found another lump. That stomach dropping fear settled back into me. How could I tell if this was a lump I should be worried about or just another one of my billion cysts in my boobs? I lucky was going in for a GYN exam and asked her. But I didn’t get any real advice or answers. I was told I would find lumps time to time and that I should call if I was concerned.

But, um, what should I be concerned about? How can I tell that lump is shady and that lump is just a-ok? I kept trying to get some concrete steps from my doctor but I didn’t get any. I let it drop.

During this time, my grandmother passed away from breast cancer that had spread. I happened to find some papers of hers talking about her medical history and spotted something. “Age 30 Cyst Removal”. It seemed like an ominous forewarning of her battle with cancer. She was MY age. She happened to also have cysts in her breasts, one of which grew large enough to cause issues. It wasn’t cancer, but to me it screamed out, “See, this is how it starts!”

After I read that, I stopped doing breast self-exams. I didn’t tell anyone but I suddenly became terrified of my breasts. I hated them. I was afraid to find something. I was doing *exactly* what I said I should never ever do! And right now? I’m still too afraid to do a self-exam. I’m writing this because I need to make the next step to understand what it is I should be doing. And sharing this makes me accountable.

So, I’m telling YOU guys I’m going to call my doctor and just tell her all this. Tell her I’m lacking information and it really scares me.

Winter weddings can be tricky, especially in New England. Crisp air suggests that squalls of snow could be underway at any moment, and on the day of Nicole and Mark’s wedding, it did. In fact, I was driving while multiple feet of snow fell on the ground. Despite the treacherous conditions, most of the vendors (myself included) were able to make it to the wedding and celebrate together. But there was a lot of phone calls and last minute changes. That snow had us all down to the wire.

So on went the red gloves. Out came the heavy black coat for him. And man, a black tie groom looks smashing in the snow. That contrast just makes every photo pop. A wedding in Danbury was what they had planned, but it looks like we hopped over to a ski lodge! All the guests warmed their hands over the fire and made a fist pump when the Rabbi arrived. He had been picked up by the bride’s brother who drove a massive SUV to get him to the wedding. The couple had a traditional Jewish ceremony, with a tisch and a badeken, and ended the evening with some lovely photos against the sparkling snow.

Venue: The Fox Hill Inn // Florist: Flowers by Danielle // Caterer: The Fox Hill Inn // DJ/Band: Julie Jakolat //  Hair: Naomi’s Studio & Salon
Dress Designer: Sottero & Midgley // Suit Shop: JoS. A. Bank // Veil: Bridal Star on etsy
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From blooming daffodils to boats on the lake, Central Park in spring is packed with people and things to look at. Samantha and Suzanne chose to elope in this springtime lovely chaos and we had plenty of well wishes from the hundreds of tourists.
The mellow duo lay down on the grassy hill next to Bow Bridge and watched the clouds pass by early in the day. They later exchanged vows on the bridge, and while there weren’t any official guests, plenty of tourists looked on in awe. Weird and just New York. Once the ceremony was over, the two wandered down a secluded path to share some quiet moments as a couple. The park’s versatility of both open and intimate spaces adds a lot of appeal as a wedding venue, and Samantha and Suzanne really took advantage of all it had to offer.

We then headed over to Bethesda Terrace for some more couple shots, where they informed me that Samantha was expecting her second child! They were legally married now and though many many people forget just how many protections marriage has to offer, it wasn’t lost on these two. I showed them my marriage certificate that I carry around in my wallet in case I need to prove I’m married to Natalie. That certificate holds so much promise for their family. And this Central Park spring elopement was just the jumping off point.

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