Weddings and tears
What’s with weddings that they make you cry however hard you try to fight back the tears?
I’m finally back from Mindanao after attending my big brother’s wedding. Unlike my own wedding nine years ago which was full of bloopers, my kuya’s wedding was awesome, well-budgeted, well-planned, and well-prepared. I and my cousin Rouan had our hands full in hosting the program at the wedding reception so we barely enjoyed the food.
The event was instrumental in gathering our immediate family and relatives after a long time. We had the chance to catch up with each other even as we lost our way to a resort in Bukidnon and blew up our planned adventure after the wedding. I had a serious talk with my younger brothers and my daughter had a short but quality bonding time with her cousins.
But looking back at kuya’s wedding, I failed to stop myself from weeping while looking at him who was then waiting for the ceremonies to start. He was finally having a family of his own. I felt like I was being dethroned as his little princess, me being his only sister. Even during the reception, I failed to hold back my tears in front of the guests when I gave the acceptance speech on behalf of my parents. My kuya… Did I just lose my kuya? Did the marriage mean that he abandoned me and our family for his new family? No, of course not. I should know better, I married nine years ahead of him. But why was I crying? I was happy to see him happy. I was happy that he finally met his woman, and a woman of good character at that. But still, I was crying. Maybe for the possibility that he wouldn’t have as much time and attention for me anymore like when he was single. If that’s so, then it’s so selfish of me.
Like I said in my acceptance speech, I wouldn’t be like Kris Aquino to her brother Noynoy when it comes to this. I wouldn’t rob my brother of his happiness. I’m still my kuya’s princess. Only now, he has a queen.
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December 2nd, 2009 7:08 pm
hahaha kakatuwa ka sis…para namang pupunta sa jupiter yang kuya mo hahaha…i bet you are so close with your kuya…hehe
Anyway TY sa comment..hehe
December 2nd, 2009 7:51 pm
Everybody looks so beautiful. I love weddings, and yes most of the time I cry too. Best wishes to the newlyweds.
December 3rd, 2009 4:00 am
welcome back home Rochelle. I do understand, me too, I cry at weddings, I believe it is crying from
happiness since a lot of times I am at tears when I am happy. Am sure you are very happy for
your big brother, he’d still be there for you, and yes, I too felt the same way when my eldest brother
introduced his girlfriend to us, who soon became my very good friend.
December 4th, 2009 2:15 pm
Welcome back home, Rochelle! Weddings always make me cry, too! What a grand celebration, in military regalla!
I say, you gained one sister at your Kuya’s wedding!
May they have a happy and blissful marriage!
December 11th, 2009 11:16 pm
It’s great to have a kuya and I wonder what is it to have one. Because I’m the oldest. I wish your photos are bigger.
December 18th, 2009 1:52 pm
I don’t have a kuya but I feel I can relate to what you said. Maybe it was because I was wishing for a kuya when I was young and if I did have one your relationship with your kuya is what I imagined it would be.
Thanks for commenting on my blog. I’m sorry to hear about what happened to your apartment. Unfortunately, all units here are occupied already.