With all my love...

A few weeks ago, I wrote a blog for Osage House recapping our annual Open House. But this year’s event wasn’t just another day on the calendar — it was deeply personal. Amidst all the planning, prepping, and coordinating, I received the kind of news that stops you in your tracks: my dad’s health was rapidly declining after major surgery. Time was running out.

I’ve planned countless weddings and executed more events than I can count — but this one hit differently.

As I look back on the last couple of months, I’m reminded why I do this work — and why this community means so much. The vendors I usually collaborate with on timelines, rentals, and logistics became my safety net. Without hesitation, they stepped in, covered for me, and took over my design space with care, intention, and love. They didn’t do it because they had to. They did it because they wanted to. And when I stepped away to be with my family, something I don’t always allow myself to feel washed over me: I felt taken care of.

That’s the magic of this industry. We show up for each other — no questions asked. We fix each other’s florals. Assist on big days. We fill in the blanks. We do it because we get it. We know these moments are more than “just another wedding.”

What struck me most was how this community didn’t just show up for me professionally — they showed up for me personally. And in that experience, I was reminded of something I often tell my couples: weddings are about you. They’re a reflection of everything and everyone that matters most to you.

Behind every wedding is a story — a couple’s love, their families, the people they’ve lost, and the ones who shaped them. The vendors who are balancing their own lives while helping others celebrate theirs. Sometimes we’re walking through joy. Other times, we’re quietly walking through grief.

This season has made the meaning behind weddings hit even deeper. I’ve always believed this work is about more than timelines, rentals, and first dances. But navigating loss while continuing to plan weddings has reminded me how powerful these moments really are — how healing they can be. How sacred it is to honor love in all its forms — not just romantic love, but the love of family, legacy, friendship, and community.

As a planner, I get a front-row seat to the quiet, tender moments most guests don’t even notice — a groom’s first glance at his bride, a father’s first dance with his daughter, a grandmother holding her grandbaby’s hand. A toast that leaves everyone in tears — not just because the words are beautiful, but because they carry the weight of a life shared, a loved one missed, a memory held close.

Losing my dad has changed me. But what hasn’t changed is my passion for creating moments that matter — for building weddings that reflect love, legacy, and the people who shape us.

My dad was a man of many opinions — the kind who showed up and followed through. The kind of man who loved his people deeply and took time to perfect every detail. In many ways, that’s how I approach my work. I want every couple to feel that same presence — someone in their corner, who cares deeply and follows through no matter what.

These last few months have reminded me why I started this business in the first place: to make people feel seen, supported, and celebrated — the way my community and my clients have done for me.

To the vendors who stepped in without hesitation: thank you. Your care carried me through. Thank you for the little hearts and thinking-of-you notes. For the “no worries” responses to my delays. You gave me space to breathe.

To my clients: thank you for trusting me with your most important moments. Thank you for the grace you’ve given me to catch up, and for allowing me to continue showing up fully for you.

And to my dad — thank you for teaching me what love, integrity, and true community look like. I saw all of it in this experience, and I’ll carry it with me always. Thank you for helping me dream big. For building or doing whatever I needed. For listening to my good days and bad. For giving me the strength to move forward, care deeply, and check every detail.

So to every couple planning a wedding: I see you. I feel the weight of what you’re carrying — the dreams, the stress, the hopes, and the people who can’t be there physically but are present in every detail. It’s an honor to walk with you through this chapter. And I promise to give you more than checklists and timelines — I’ll give you care, intention, and presence.

This isn’t just my job — it’s my heart. I do this for the joy. For the moments that matter. For the chance to celebrate not just love stories, but life stories. And I’ll keep showing up — for my couples, for my community, and for the legacy of the one who taught me what it means to love with everything you have.

With warmest wishes,

Kasarah