Our Not-so-Ordinary-Day

April 24, 2011

Our Not-so-Ordinary-Day

wab forever. 04.25.09

So simple was that church wedding that we had two years ago, I didn’t even feel I was about to be married that day. The girls had just plain chitchat the night before, no fuss about last minute preparations. The boys even had a basketball game hours before the wedding. There were no final calls from suppliers or coordinators. It was just an ordinary day.

Until I was about to walk down the aisle. For brides-to-be, I want to let you know—nothing could compare to that feeling when you know. When everything just falls into place. When you stand there and you know that the person you’d spend the rest of your life with is waiting for you at the other end.

Okay, so I’m gonna describe that feeling as best as I could. I was so glad I chose that wedged white shoes. Or else, I would have tripped and made the worst walk down the aisle. My knees were shaking, my heart was pounding. I swore I would never cry. But then, who are we kidding?

me walking down that aisle

The small church was marvelous with a big cross greeting you. It was almost empty at the back because we just invited family and very very few friends. My bouquet of a simple orchid almost fell down because my hands were cold and shaking. As I walked down the aisle, I saw my dad with his cane together with my mom. And all my defenses went down. I reached out for my Dad and all I could utter was, “Daddy….” I cried and I cried because I was so surprised. Mom said Dad couldn’t walk me down the aisle because he can’t make it that far. But he was able to meet me in between and my God, I cried like a baby. Mommy was crying too and when I looked around, everyone was, too. Lito’s Dad, Mom, my brothers, my sister, our friends, Lito.. Almost everyone shed a tear. The priests revealed later on that they thought Lito and I were forced to get married that’s why we’re all crying. Haha..

Speaking of the priests, the whole mass was fun because they pronounced our names wrong—Leto and Arlen. It became an inside joke now between us and whoever were there who could remember. Anyway, when they told us to have our first kiss, it was sweet and magical. Finally, Lito and I were married.

our first kiss as a married couple

April 25, as opposed to our grand July wedding, will always be our OFFICIAL wedding anniversary because of the fact that this is what our papers are saying. Moreover, this was the day I could never forget—that you can be married in the simplest of all weddings. As long as the most important elements are there—God, your family, your friends, your love. Any ordinary wedding with those elements can make an extra ordinary marriage.

Happy Anniversary mywab! I love you forever.

Some snippets of that not-so-ordinary-day two years ago: