New Beginnings….
I have always been a romantic. Even as the years passed by, and I have become a little bit jaded and cynical about things in life… I have a complete, absolute faith in Love and Romance. Things may be deformed, philosophies may be disputed and nullified, supposed scientific theorems may crumble but there is just something about two people promising each other to love and to cherish, till death do us part.
There was this time when I visited a church and there was this wedding. The bride and groom were complete strangers to me but during the whole ceremony I was fighting back tears… I told my friend in a whisper”I think I am going to cry..” and she laughed! I know it may seem uncharacteristic of me to be emotional but that’s just me. I silently cry at weddings because it’s a celebration of love. Even if it doesn’t exist in my personal realm, others have found it and cherished it. Love do exists! It can be selfless and beautiful. It may not last to forever but there was this moment in time (naks, whitney Houston is that you?)… a picture served as proof that there was a pure, unadulterated love between two people.
Just a ceremony? For me, weddings, baptisms, etc. are necessary rituals. A ritual of passage for each stage of our lives… it’s not about blessings and accepting favor from a deity but it’s a way of marking each stage of our personal evolution. Of all rituals, I love weddings the most.
To my good friend Manding and to her husband John, I wish that this snapshot of love be with you the rest of your lives. I know this will work because I was a witness of how Manding transformed from a girl to a lovely lady. As I look at their pictures, I can’t help but wonder at two beautiful, innocent souls finding each other amidst the challenge of being born at two separate continents and two different races. I really can tell that Amanding has finally found someone who will finally complete her already complete soul.
There was this time when I visited a church and there was this wedding. The bride and groom were complete strangers to me but during the whole ceremony I was fighting back tears… I told my friend in a whisper”I think I am going to cry..” and she laughed! I know it may seem uncharacteristic of me to be emotional but that’s just me. I silently cry at weddings because it’s a celebration of love. Even if it doesn’t exist in my personal realm, others have found it and cherished it. Love do exists! It can be selfless and beautiful. It may not last to forever but there was this moment in time (naks, whitney Houston is that you?)… a picture served as proof that there was a pure, unadulterated love between two people.
Just a ceremony? For me, weddings, baptisms, etc. are necessary rituals. A ritual of passage for each stage of our lives… it’s not about blessings and accepting favor from a deity but it’s a way of marking each stage of our personal evolution. Of all rituals, I love weddings the most.
To my good friend Manding and to her husband John, I wish that this snapshot of love be with you the rest of your lives. I know this will work because I was a witness of how Manding transformed from a girl to a lovely lady. As I look at their pictures, I can’t help but wonder at two beautiful, innocent souls finding each other amidst the challenge of being born at two separate continents and two different races. I really can tell that Amanding has finally found someone who will finally complete her already complete soul.
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