Last Saturday, I was at Kolambugan for Divine's wedding. Divine was one of my first boardmates when I first came here in iligan, so we were kinda close.
Here we are, Gersha, Karen, Jonah and me plus the bride, Didi, the night before the wedding. The wedding dress was just gorgeous.
The three of them gets to be bridesmaids while I get to sing some songs for the wedding. I kinda liked my outfit that day (I had to do my own make-up too!). The only thing I didn’t like about it is it made me stand out. I was the only one wearing a mini in the wedding. That’s what I get for letting my little sister ela pick my dress for me. On top of that, I had to change shoes with Gersha, who, being Gersha, thought it is ok for a bridesmaid to wear 4-inch sneakers to a wedding. I had to lend her my trusted 2-inch cream shoes while I suffered for how many hours wobbling with those heels. I normally don’t wear heels because most of the time, I’m taller than the people I’m with. Definitely my feet started hurting like crazy after around 30 min. Here's how the outfit looked like:
So anyway, I only get to sing two songs. I didn’t have enough time to practice because I already arrived at Friday, but I’m fine with that. I probably would have shamed myself had we pushed through with the original plan. wahehehe.. I get to assist Karen during the reception, so I was kinda the emcee too. I finally have a new profession! In fact, at Karen’s wedding, I get to be the singer and the emcee. Waaaaaa~~~!
Ok. Why is it that most of my close friends are getting married? I have another college barkada who's bound to get married this summer. And last February, my roommate got married too(where I got to be a wedding singer, and Karen got to be the emcee).
One thing I like about Divine’s wedding(other that because there was so much pink around) is that everything seems to be at their proper timing. These days, a lot of weddings occur because a child was already conceived outside wedlock.That isn’t the case with this wedding.
Somehow I want my wedding to be like that. It won’t be the pagkabonnga of the event, or the fine bridesmaids, or the wonderful cake, or the music that will make it all work out. It’ll be the person who will wait for me when I finally walk down that isle; it’s going to be the love story behind all the pastel colors and the white wedding dress that will matter most that day. Whether it’ll rain or shine, whether there are 500 people or a mere 50, everything will be perfect.
Divine’s wedding left me with a feeling that somehow, I want a wedding too. One thing that I realized though: As of now, I just want a wedding, not yet marriage. I am far from ready for that. And so, I must wait. (for my prince to grow up to be a king).