Gozo, Malta, Monday 9.13 AM.
I wake up to another sunrise and for a second I don’t know where I am. I look up and the Maltese cross above the window brings it all back to me. I’m here to shoot an elopement, so I won’t give away their names, but I can tell you it’s a beautiful day for a wedding. Malta is a bit windy and stormy today, but I’m sure it won’t matter in the end. From what I hear it rained on my wedding day, but I can’t really remember, I had more important things to focus on. I want to sit down and tell you about my own wedding day, but it’s all still a blur, so I need to get home first to gather my thoughts.
Today I’m getting ready for another glorious day, just like I was getting ready for Therese and Oscar’s wedding day just two days ago on Ekerö outside Stockholm. Sitting on Malta overlooking an old church on a hill it feels almost absurd that I shot a wedding in an apple orchard in Sweden less than 36 hours ago. Today I’m shooting another one in a citadel on an island outside Malta. My little family is sitting on the couch next to me.
Please don’t pinch me, I really don’t want to know whether my life is a dream or not.