Wedding day memories

No, it’s not our anniversary. If you just decided to check my blog for fun, you might be wondering why there are many old posts from way back when. I’m deleting an old online diary, but I don’t want to lose the other content, so I’m re-posting it here! Anyway, here were my posts during our wedding day back in 2001.


2001-08-01 / 11:33 p.m.
wedding day: morning preparations

Morning Preparations

Our wedding was scheduled at 10 a.m., Wednesday, 1 August 2001. I woke up at 4:30 since the hair & makeup people were due to arrive at 6 a.m. I had to wake up early since Lynn was also staying in my room. It’s hard to battle it out regarding bathroom use on the wedding day itself. I took my own sweet time taking a bath, soaking in the knowledge that it’s really going to happen…we’re getting married!!!!!

Finally, the makeup people arrived and off I was for my hair & makeup courtesy of Rex. The limo was scheduled to arrive before 9 a.m. so I had to be ready before that time. My sisters Lani and Lynn, plus candle sponsor Anna were all on hand to help me dress up, fix my train, etc. Very nice of them actually. They were the sentinels for the day—making sure Eugene was nowhere near where I was, so he won’t see me. I rode the limo with my family to the pavilion. Surprisingly, it turned out to be a nice day. Days before the wedding, it kept raining and raining so everybody was praying for it not to rain that day. It didn’t rain until everyone was in the reception site!

The limo ride went by pretty fast. I was sitting in the limo, surprisingly calm, believe it or not, at peace with all the decisions we made regarding the wedding and more importantly, at peace with my decision to marry Eugene. I just looked out the window, smiling at the sky and thankful that it wasn’t raining. Finally, we arrived at the pavilion.

Our coordinator Laura immediately brought me to the bride’s vestibule. I sat in the vanity and of course, photos & video were taken. I was just relaxing there until Laura summoned Mommy and me to get ready for the great walk down the aisle. I didn’t even know that the rest of the bridal party was off inside the pavilion already.


2001-08-01 / 11:36 p.m.
wedding day: the ceremony

The Ceremony

Finally, I was outside the door to the pavilion, heard the Chiming of the Hour then Laura opened the door! Mommy & I started walking down the aisle. I was just smiling and when I saw Eugene, the wider my smile became. He was there in front looking gorgeous in his tuxedo. The moment I saw him, I felt calm and knew in my heart that things are definitely going to be all right. “It can’t possibly get any better than this”, I thought.

My mom & I kissed each other’s cheeks, and then Eugene hugged her. He and I walked up to where Rev. Jack was standing and then the ceremony began. All throughout the ceremony, he and I were just smiling giddy smiles. It was finally happening!!! We heard the music we wanted and they were all beautiful!!!

Unbeknownst to us, the rest of the guests were all in tears. When we came to the blessing of the hands, everyone supposedly became very emotional and their tears were exacerbated by the rose presentation. Rev. Jack has always told us to look at each other when we say our vows, exchange rings, exchange the arras and especially the blessing of the hands. The more we looked at each other, the more we smiled.

When it was time to present the roses to the mothers (both our fathers couldn’t make it due to medical reasons), his mom was trying hard to stifle her tears. My mom was red-nosed and sniffling. I felt tears in my eyes for a few seconds because I thought of my dad. He missed our beautiful wedding.

Kissing time was just around the corner and when it came, we really pulled out all stops with our kiss! Everyone was cheering, clapping and snapping pictures like crazy! Someone even commented that we surely didn’t need any lessons in kissing. 🙂 Practice makes perfect, as they say. Six years of being a couple surely paid off—we had sooo much practice kissing! To future brides out there, pucker up and enjoy the kiss!

After the recessional, Eugene & I were brought back to the bride’s vestibule for some quality time together.

Once everybody was out of the pavilion, Laura led us out of the vestibule and told us to walk in the walkway once we’re ready. The doves were in place, ready to be released. My sister Lynn had a mike hooked on her dress so the guests can hear her while she reads the text for the dove release. We walked in the walkway and stopped midway. We saw bubbles already being blown. My sister started reading and when it was time for the doves to be released, we were told to kiss. People were in awe!!!

We walked on to our limo amidst a flurry of bubbles! Beautiful! Everybody was congratulating us, telling us how much he or she loved our wedding. We headed to the limo and had a short ride.

Of course, it was just a staged exit. We went back again to the Pavilion for more picture taking. We had some taken at Picture Point, where all my relatives were congregated. They were all congratulatory, complimenting us for our choice, etc. These are the same relatives—my relatives—who caused so much grief when they found out we were getting married in Disney! I remembered all the tears I cried, all the pain and finally, I smiled sweetly at them, thankful that we made the right decision. We knew what we wanted and we followed what was in our hearts. Fortune indeed favors the brave.


2001-08-01 / 11:43 p.m.
wedding day: the pre-reception

The Pre-Reception

After all the pictures were taken, Laura told us that we have time to join the guests for the pre-reception. She asked us whether we wanted to join them or have quality time together. We opted for the latter and requested for some wine too! They whisked us off to a room in the Grand Floridian Convention Center for some quality time. Sipping our wine and basking in the joy of the just-finished ceremony, we were all set to party!

Laura & two other assistants were close at hand to bustle my gown. Mysterious bustle that it was, they spent about 45 minutes just figuring out how to work it! When they finally figured it out, we were off to the Augustine Hall!

 


2001-08-01 / 11:46 p.m.
wedding day: the reception

The Reception

The wine must’ve made me slightly tipsy because I was giggly when we entered the hall. I didn’t eat any breakfast except for a small slice of cantaloupe. Steve, our DJ, introduced us as husband and wife. Our first dance was “Truly, Madly, Deeply” by Savage Garden. The younger ones in the crowd knew the song, but most of them didn’t. We kept kissing and kissing the entire time we were dancing.

Next was the father-daughter dance. Since my dad wasn’t there, my uncle who was also a primary sponsor, danced with me to the tune of “You’ll Be In My Heart” from Tarzan. For the mother-son dance, they had “Because You Loved Me” by Celine Dion. Then Laura led us to our sweetheart table set on a riser so we can eat!

The food was just delicious! I am sooo glad that we actually had the time to eat. Everything was yummy! Unfortunately (or fortunately), the guests kept clinking their glasses so we’d kiss! Of course we’re a very accommodating couple. We’d kiss and kiss, only to realize that, “hey, we need to eat too!” Steve, wonderful man that he is, thought of telling the guests that Eugene & I will kiss only if they sing songs with the word “love”. I heaved a sigh of relief, finally a chance to eat. Suddenly, the different people in the different tables started singing! One group sang the infamous “I love you, you love me” ditty from Barney! Mind you, it wasn’t from the kids’ table! Even Eugene sang “Love of a Lifetime” by Firehouse! It totally rocked the house down! They wanted me to sing too, but hey, I’m no singer.

After the meal, Steve started playing some really happening dance music. What totally captured our guests’ hearts were the swing and cha-cha music! Talk about non-stop dancing! Eugene & I missed some of the dancing because we were frequently out having our photos taken. Not that I mind, I’m a big fan of photos.

Instead of having the bouquet and garter tosses, we had the anniversary dance. Funny, it was down to two couples—both grandaunts & granduncles of mine. Had my dad been present, he and my mom would’ve won the anniversary dance hands down.

Then it was time for the cake cutting. Our cake was nothing fluffy or big. We opted for the Baroque style with a Mickey & Minnie cake topper. We agreed that we’d give each other a small slice. Nothing too big that might fall off the fork, or might accidentally slip on what we’re wearing.

Eugene’s sister, attired in a goofy hat and ruffled sleeves, led a conga line that really succeeded in getting everyone on their feet. Eventually, the conga line was transformed into a limbo rock of sorts.

From then on, it was just dancing, dancing, dancing! Eugene & I also slow danced to “I’ll Cover You” and “Seasons of Love” from the Broadway show RENT. Our last dance was “When You Wish Upon A Star” by Billy Joel. Steve invited everyone to form a circle around us, a “circle of love” if you may, while we were slow dancing. Everybody was there in that circle surrounding us, interchangeably moving close to us and away from us in a show of affection, holding hands. It”s pretty difficult to explain what everyone did in that circle.

Then it was finally time to go. Everybody surrounded us in our sweetheart table for some major group shots. It did take a while but hey, everybody was happy and in a definite jolly mood. Turns out someone had the brilliant idea of going for a monorail ride! Everybody left the hall and crowded the poor monorail.

It was just Eugene and I left in the hall, watching Steve pack up his music stuff, surveying the scene, and trying to remember everything that happened.

 

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It’s been nine months

Today marks the ninth month since our little Zack went to heaven.

I’ve been thinking of finally getting his headstone done. I put it off for so long because doing so felt so final. Like it’s an acknowledgement that he is really and truly gone. He’s lost to us, to me forever.

The truth is, he is gone, so far gone from our sight. But he’s never far from our thoughts. He lives in our hearts. That’s how we all achieve immortality, isn’t it? By living in the hearts of those who love us.

I miss my little boy.

When we got him as a puppy, it never occurred to me that we will outlive him, that we will see him grow old and pass away. After all, no one thinks of the end. When life threw curve balls at us, I was more concerned and worried for him, not us. When his health started declining, we tried our best to keep him going, loving him, figuring out how to make him feel better, trying to keep up with his changing needs. Nothing was too expensive for our little boy. But we couldn’t fight the ageing process. Our little boy, who fought with everything he had, eventually had to leave his body behind. His body couldn’t keep up with his lively spirit anymore.

He brought more love and laughter in our lives than most people can. He’d have his moments of zoomies, running around in figure eights while his dad and I watched him. He was there on the couch with us while we watched TV (but not The Walking Dead – he’d watch that show so seriously that he sat so close to the TV). He slept on his crate for the longest time, but eventually, we allowed him on the guest bed, which became his bed. He’d fall asleep on the bed with us, snoring away contentedly as he occupied such a big space on the bed. When times were tough, he had a worried look on his tiny face while touching our knee with his paw. He was there when I’d get sick, constantly checking up on me while I lay in bed. And who can forget how much he loved his daily walks?

Nine months later, we miss him like crazy. He was my baby, our little angel. I wish he knew, he felt how much we loved him. To this day, he’s still my sunshine, my only sunshine.

 

 

More flashbacks to 2001

2001-08-20 / 1:31 a.m.
little ms. birthday girl

My birthday is today.

I’m 27 and married. What a birthday it is for me today. Change in age, change in marital status.

Nothing special planned today (I think). Spent this past weekend in Connecticut. Had nothing but fantastic meals, lots of laughter and good-spirited fun. I’m not going to work BECAUSE.

I’m entitled. I’m birthday girl.

I do wish my husband (still can’t get over the fact that I already have one) wouldn’t go to work today. Of course I didn’t tell him. I don’t want to sound too demanding.

Strangely though, the past two days I’ve been seriously thinking about what I’m going to do with my life. Now that I’m married, the more I want to do things. Just to contradict what people have been telling me that once I get married, I can no longer do the things I want. One thing is clear: I want to leave New York once the economy goes on the upswing.

Give me a cake. I have some wishes to make…


2001-08-11 / 5:30 p.m.
RI road trip

Just got back from Rhode Island. Not only did we go to Newport, we also went to Providence! The road trip was ok. What posed as a challenge to us was finding an available hotel room. Turns out that there was not only a jazz festival, but a blues festival as well! Most hotels were fully occupied. Naturally, there were a lot of visitors when we got there. Thankfully, we eventually stumbled upon a hotel. We had dinner in this restaurant which locals frequent. I can’t remember the name of the restaurant right now though. We took a walk in downtown Newport, which was just alive with tourists!

The next day, we drove around and checked out the mansions, the beaches, even ate at the Atlantic Club something. I ate a broiled cull lobster, first time!!! After sightseeing in Newport, hubby thought of going to Providence. Once again, we were on the road on our way to Providence. By then, there was just a downpour! Still we forged on to see Providence. Unfortunately, when we got there, the downpour was so bad that we didn’t even get to really sightsee around Providence. Then again, there hardly seemed to be anything major happening in Providence that day. We left Providence and had to take up shelter in West Greenwich for the night.

What a fun little adventure for the two of us.


2001-08-09 / 1:23 p.m.
off to Newport!

Yay! Hubby and I are leaving for Newport, Rhode Island today! He’s driving. I’m soooo happy! We didn’t book any hotel room. We’re just leaving off for parts unknown…an ADVENTURE! I’m amused thinking how spontaneous this trip is. I’m glad he agreed. We’ll see what happens during our little adventure.


2001-08-07 / 3:15 p.m.
back from Florida

I really, REALLY didn’t want to go back today. The weeklong vacation in Florida is over and done with. I want to go somewhere now. I don’t want to spend my entire vacation here.

I had sooo much fun in Florida, way too much fun that now, I can’t believe that I’m back here in New York.

New York = work

Florida = fun

That’s why I’m sad now. A bunch of cliches rush in my mind, “how fast time flies”, “time flies when you’re having fun”, etc. etc.

I still can’t believe I’m a married woman. I actually now have someone I can refer to as “my husband”. I still refer to him as “my fiancé! A yearlong engagement can do that, you know.

Anyway, maybe I can convince my husband to drive out of state up till the weekend anyway. Pennsylvania? Rhode Island? Connecticut? New Jersey? I hope he’ll see the wisdom in extending our vacation.