I was recently asked if I could spare a couple of hours to snap some shots of Zahrah's marriage ceremony.
I found out it was to be an intimate Muslim ceremony.

I got nervous for two reasons. First, intimate meant that I would definitely not blend into the background. Second, I have never been to a Muslim ceremony or a mosque.

Silly. There was no reason to be nervous.

I have never met a group of people so anxious to make sure that the photographer got the shot.

I found that the Muslim ceremony is quite like any Christian ceremony. Love. Family. Unity. Together.

Side Note:
I also learned that followers of Islam hold mothers and motherhood in the highest regard. Love it.
I found out it was to be an intimate Muslim ceremony.

I got nervous for two reasons. First, intimate meant that I would definitely not blend into the background. Second, I have never been to a Muslim ceremony or a mosque.

Silly. There was no reason to be nervous.

I have never met a group of people so anxious to make sure that the photographer got the shot.

I found that the Muslim ceremony is quite like any Christian ceremony. Love. Family. Unity. Together.

Side Note:
I also learned that followers of Islam hold mothers and motherhood in the highest regard. Love it.

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Beautiful!
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