Edil and I were all over each other’s throats. Lest you think it was sexual, it wasn’t. I was irritable, he was excited and defensive and seemed not to care.

Things have a way of fixing themselves naman. My aunt and cousins were there to take over the wedding, Edil tried to understand me (hehehe)…and everytime I get a certain wedding item for pick up, my heart flutters and I feel the need for chocolate (haha, I do this everytime Im happy).

It started when I picked up our poster from Printed Matter, then to our mock up and food tasting at Center Table, to picking up my gown!

What was the highlight of the wedding?

It was definitely not me.
Nor my boys (but I think they come close).

It was the ceremony.

I never thought Edil would cry, as we were joking when I was being made up during my preps that we would just make a fool of ourselves or that we would stammer and laugh ourselves crazy.

We both didn’t cry during my walk. We cried during the recital of vows.

Ewan ko ba, I wasn’t even close to crying. But when Edil broke down, hala, I was crying na din! You see, Edil, for the span that we have been together, has never cried in front of me, never, even during the most trying moments. So when he said these lines:

And it didnt stop. Puro crying. Heeheee. Pero it was a good kind of cry.
Touching.

Ang mga kaibigan namin vinideo kami. Papamukha daw nila sa amin un pag nag-away kami. Mga walanghiya! Hehehehe.

And as one of my ninangs told me, “This was the only wedding I went to that love was overwhelming. I hope this will be good sign of your married life.”

I hope so too.