Crying on Weddings....

I’m a cry baby.

I cry easily. Watching movies or documentaries or even reading novels moves me. I cry during my two weddings, I cry when I delivered both my sons into this world (both from pain and happiness), I cry during mother’s day, I cry on funerals (of course!), I cry on graduations, birthdays and other things that moves me emotionally.

Last Saturday was no exception.

I attended my bestfriends’ wedding and it was a very beautiful wedding. Although it’s raining harbut it did not hamper the romantic mood inside the church and during the ceremony.

The aisle is beautifully decorated and the choir is singing melodiously. I can see Bryan, my friend, fidgeting, waiting for the ceremony to start and eager to see his bride who is still inside the bridal car waiting for her cue to walk in the aisle.

It was nice seeing Bryan like that. He had been waiting for this to happen and now it’s finally done. Well, technically not done yet since the ceremony has not yet started but for us who know the kind of relationship they had, this wedding is a lifetime dream for both Bryan and Rhodora.

I was so excited for the wedding ceremony to start. Excited to see Bryan in his best Barong Tagalog walking in the aisle and also excited for my son, QB, walking in his cute little barong too with a flower girl in his arms bringing her to the altar.

Finally, the ceremony started.

While Carla Waye, the Australian singer whose roots are from Magasang sings love songs in the air, Bryan, my friend since high school, walks in the aisle ready to wed her beloved Iya.

And then the tears started.

It happens so quickly. And it’s just not me but also most of the women inside the church.

Rhodora, the vibrant bride, walking in the aisle with flowers surrounds her, while her husband-to-be beckoning her to the altar with a love song.

Such a sweet moment. Tears flowing from my eyes. It was a beautiful sight and a beautiful moment to savor. I am so glad I am there to witness it.

The singing stopped however because the groom is very emotional too and he could not utter a single lyrics anymore, but tears of joy continued to flow.

Bryan and Rhodora, hands clasping together, continues to walk the aisle towards the altar asking the Lord to bind their hearts and love forever.

With tears still flowing from my eyes, I silently hold my husbands’ hand and offers a fervent prayer of togetherness and happily ever after for us and for our friends Bryan and Rhodora.

Best Wishes.

(photo by cathé)