one of my flawless friends got hitched last sunday. the groom and cris belong to the same fraternity. it was a beautiful and solemn garden wedding that tweaked my take on lavish ceremonies gradually to become a full blown but coy conversion. the most romantic part of their love story is that they've been together for 6 years already...
long engagements usually call to motion red tongues of telling break-ups and reconciliations. it's either the guy doesn't love the girl too much to make him pop that question earlier than expected (2 years in the relationship?) or there's just not enough oil to get the engine running. it's a toss up between love and budget. the love is almost always there.
i can imagine saving up for something as lucrative as photography or scuba diving, but not for 500 eating guests in formal wear. i always thought the groom decides on the entire reception package and the bride takes care of the head count (haha!)...this much abused "set-up" tilts the scale of the supposed symmetry of love and finances in favor of the girl under the peevish veil. it's her wedding and she'll cry if she wants to :)
the songs played were heart-tuggers indeed. the bride walked down the aisle with unreserved grace, and slowly marched to match her steps with the notes of "through the years". their first dance as husband and wife was the exact stupefying opposite of their mellow entrance. "low, low, low, low...." defeated michael buble's wedding album.
the pastor tried hard to inject humor in his sermon, but the lovebirds croaked in tears in between bible verses. when they exchanged vows, their voices moved me. to think that i've seen this type of wedding scene more than 50 times on tv!
i wasn't prepared for the sudden avalanche of emotions...
i guess i'll never be.
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