IT’S BEEN A HELL OF A DAY. she’s been married, rory dropped her bombshell, she’s convinced patty to switch up the music for luke’s flashmob ( steely dan, ugh ), and it’s not over yet. now she’s getting married again. it’s one for the history books, that’s for sure. last night had been wonderful —– magical, even —– being married to luke already feels so right, but there’s something about being in the dress she’d picked out almost a decade ago that makes it all feel so PERFECT. it’s crazy to imagine that people can endure long engagements, and lorelai’s not sure how she even tried before. hell, her and luke hadn’t even lasted until the actual wedding —– they’d eloped less than twenty-four hours ago. last night, in the same spot she’s walking toward now. somehow she’d made it then without crying, but right now? with all their friends and family watching? in her actual dress? and just seeing luke STANDING THERE, looking even more handsome in his suit than he had in the living room yesterday? well, clearly it all just makes it all so much better. the smile on her lips is paired with eyes alight with joy —— the sort of confirmation that only affirms the knowledge that this is MEANT TO BE ( god, she’s lucky that waterproof makeup exists, because she’ll need it by the time this is all over ). her eyes remain locked on luke, and she’s conscious of her daughter at her side, just like last night ( it only feels right to have rory be the one to give her away —– especially in the absence of her father ), but it’s almost as if everyone else is invisible. she knows that they’re all here —– the whole town, her mother, other assorted family members —– but she only has eyes for LUKE. it feels like she’s walked an entire mile by the time she ascends the steps of the gazebo —– then suddenly she’s standing in front of her husband ( soon to be double-husband, as she’s decided to call it ) and lorelai’s not sure a single moment in her life has ever felt so RIGHT as this one.
HE CAN FEEL THE HAPPINESS RADIATING TOWARDS them from the entire population of stars hollow. it’s only fitting that the town that raised them ( not that luke would ever admit to it ) was there to see their marriage. he’s allows himself the briefest moment of sadness, wishing for a second that his parents were here to see this moment. he lets go of the sadness once lorelai is standing in front of him. he feels his breath get caught in his throat. he knows how beautiful lorelai is, but she looks angelic, even more so than she did so many years ago in her dress. maybe it’s because he knows it’s for real this time, this time they aren’t sneaking out in the middle of the night and he’s not hiding a life changing secret. they are simply luke && lorelai, completely & utterly in love with each other. the moment she is standing in front of him, she’s all he can focus on. he hears their friends and family sitting back down, he hears the pastor speak, but all he can do is stare at his wife. GOD, they’re already married and yet- he feels like it’s the first time all over again. there’s something about how lucky he is to get to share a life with such a amazing woman. he knows nothing could ever compare to this moment.