You Have My Heart

“I got this tattoo a couple days before my wedding. My boyfriend, at the time, wrote me a hand-written note on our anniversary that said, ‘You have my heart.’ The first time he ever saw this tattoo was when I met him at the alter. The look on his face will never leave my mind.”

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The New Chivalry

“Matt and Julie got married last week, and when the time came for the garter to be removed, Matt did something unexpected. As Julie sat in her chair, Matt approached her with a water basin and a towel. With perfect tenderness, he humbled himself and made a beautiful gesture of his service to her.”

Pianist Bride

I’m not a professional pianist, far from it actually — but the piano has always been a great part of my life. It surely is a heartfelt hobby and I try to practice every day so I’ll never forget anything that I’ve taught myself. I first learned how to play when I was four years old, so you can just imagine how much the piano means to me.

Anyways, I found this gorgeous bridal picture whilst surfing the net of wedding photos and fell in love with this one. It’s absolutely vintage and adoring. I can’t stop staring at it with my mouth open. This is must-do whenever I get my bridal pictures done. Classy and romantic! A true romantist’s style in achieving the perfect look. Don’t you think?

Swinging Cats Wedding Dance


Ryan and Frankie van Horn kick off their wedding reception with a perfectly classy — perfectly sassy — swing dance performance to Benny Goodman’s “Sing Sing Sing.” Their dance is so uniquely prepared that you can’t help smiling throughout the entire performance. Makes me miss my swing dancing frenzy days (note to self: pick up swing dancing again). What a fun way to jazz up the first dance. Enjoy! 🙂

Rockelbel’s Canon

I’m all about keeping the traditions alive, but c’mon, think about it. It’s the greatest celebration and the happiest event of your life!! I don’t think I would mind a little bit of a twist to get the party going for my guests and make something truly memorable. Rock on and enjoy Rockelbel’s Canon based off of Pachelbel’s Canon in D by ThePianoGuys! 😀

Apologue #27: My Best Friend’s Wedding

As I write this post I want to be able to look back and always remember this moment, this thought, this feeling in my life . . .

Today is the second wedding anniversary of my best friend (my previous apologue was the MOH speech I gave at her wedding). And as I reminisce back to their wedding, I have too many emotions that I don’t want to forget that I feel I must write it all down.

I pretty much cried the whole night at my best friend’s wedding. It wasn’t because I was jealous, envious, or sad that I’m losing her. It was more of happiness, hope, and true love that they shared that got me so overwhelmed and sentimental.

These feelings didn’t hit me at all the night of the rehearsal dinner, or the morning of when we were doing our hair and make-up, not even when we got to the church before the ceremony.

It didn’t even hit me once while I was walking down the aisle to my designated spot (maybe because I had to concentrate on my smiling). It hit me, when the doors of the sanctuary opened wide and she was walking down the aisle to me. THAT was when everything hit me to the pit of my stomach and then it felt like my heart was going to burst because I couldn’t get in enough air. Is this what happens when you hyperventilate? I don’t know what it was but it hit me from my gut to my heart and went straight to my eyes because that’s when the tears just started to flow.

It was ridiculous because I was trying to smile at her. But my stupid tears got in the way and I couldn’t focus on her properly and I wanted nothing more but to remember this moment forever. It was an odd sort of feeling that I can’t describe into words. I’ve seen her in her dress millions of times. I was there with her at the shop, I was there when she tried it on, I was there for her bridal portraits and I was there for every moment and every detail when it came to fulfilling my duties as her Maid of Honor. But all those moments must not have registered in my mind because she’s coming down the aisle with the dress I saw on her with the same hair and make-up and smile and the real deal doesn’t cut close to all those other moments. And I knew the minute we locked eyes, that it hit her too because as she was coming closer and closer, there were tears in her eyes and she was mouthing to me and panicking, “OMIGOSH, help me to stop crying!” I can’t help but laugh at this moment. I just smiled at her and mouthed back that it’s all okay and that she still looks beautiful.

I got teary again once we all got up on the altar and she was exchanging her vows. And got teary once again, when she was finally announced a married lady. These really were tears of joy and happiness and they wouldn’t stop pouring.

But it’s alright, because it wasn’t only me that was getting emotional. I saw both the mothers and fathers of the groom and bride get teary too. As well as sisters and brothers, friends and other family members too. This couple really had much blessings from high above.

Everyone was fine again until we moved to the reception and it was the first dance of the newlyweds and everyone welled up again. Bridesmaids were looking at each other and screaming (mouthing) that we should all stop crying. We just couldn’t help it as they were dancing to their song and the groom was singing the lyrics to the bride as they were dancing and I swear, at that moment, even my own heart skipped a beat.

“Butterfly Kisses” was played for the Father and Daughter dance and it was no surprise the waterworks were spewing everywhere across the room. The father (took it like a man) and showed his own tears in front of his daughter and it was a beautiful moment where everyone watched with bated breath.

Thankfully, when it was the groom’s turn for his dance with his mother, the mood was quickly changed and everyone was delighted and followed suit with rosed spirits and the party became more lively. Everyone had such a splendid time dancing the night away until we were all rushed out the doors to send off the lovely couple in their sparkler runway to hit the road towards their honeymoon. As I was waving my sparkler, the bride turned back and waved her hand and when she found me in the crowd, smiled and said, “I love you” and then was off into the night.

Is it always this emotional at best friend’s weddings? My goodness, I’ve NEVER cried at weddings before and this was definitely the first that I had such unstoppable waterworks. I don’t know if I have the heart to continue for all my other best friends. Sorry, folks!

I feel I need a good couple of years to recover. But in all honestly, it couldn’t have been more perfect and it was indeed, a glorious night. It’s been two years exactly and I still can feel all the moments as if it happened earlier today. Just thinking about it, makes me absolutely teary all over again  . . .

Apologue #26: My MOH Speech

I made this particular MOH speech for my best friend about two years ago at her wedding. It was my first speech as a MOH and I feel that I did a good job weaving in our story as I was also blessing the couple. I had this written down on paper for the longest time and now it’s all crumpled and hard to read from wear and tear, folding and unfolding repeatedly. Before I can no longer read what I wrote or remember what I said, my blog can be the perfect place to write it down so I can always remember.

The couple’s two year anniversary is actually coming up and I also got to spend some time with them over the Thanksgiving holidays, which brought me back to the moment of their wedding and what they both mean to me. Seeing them happy together is the best any friend can wish for and so, I’m happy to share this moment in word.

“I have known Nicole for eighteen years . . . eighteen years and still counting! And over those eighteen years, never would I have thought, that we would be this close and to have come so far in our journey together. We have been in each other’s lives for as long as I can remember. We have been through thick and thin, good times and the bad, sympathy and sorrow, laughter and the love.

From scraping our knees at the jungle gym and all the way to first boyfriends, broken hearts, sadness and regrets; we have fought through them all and stayed strong with each other. Even when we were no longer in the same place, our friendship and our bond of love that we have for one another is so strong that no matter what, we were able to maintain our friendship and keep that bond from ever severing.

My friendship with her is truly one of the most cherish-able and treasured assets that I have in my life, and I say this now in hopes that if she didn’t know, she knows it now . . .

Nicole, you have always been my friend, my sister, and my person.

Now, Bill, I have only known for a short period of time . . . I’d say about two and a half years going on to three years.

Surprisingly, I have never told Nicole about this because I knew that one day, this day would come where I would get a chance to confess of how I had already known that Bill was the perfect person for her.

To be honest, I knew it the very first day that I had met Bill . . .  We had just finished a game of Scrabble (it’s Nicole’s and my favorite board game) and Nicole had just left the room. It was right then when Bill turned to me and said these words that I could never ever forget . . .

He said to me, ‘Love. Thank you so much for being Nicole’s friend. Thank you for caring for her and loving her, long before I came along. I just wanted you to know how thankful I am.’

And those words hit me strong and hard; that he was truly the one person that God has blessed my friend to be with forever and I just knew instantly, that I couldn’t be wrong.

Bill, now it’s my turn to thank you for loving and caring for my sweet girl. I know deeply in my heart that you love her very much and I can truly see how happy she is for you being a great part in her life.

Everywhere that I look and from everyone that I meet, I can tell how this couple is truly blessed. Everyone genuinely loves this couple and I can see great things in toll for the future of these two people and I know, that God will bless them with much grace and love.

I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, than to be here today, to bless these two and to see them embark on a wonderful new journey together as one under God.

Ladies and Gentlemen, as we lift our glasses, cheers to the happy couple! I love you both!”

— My Maid of Honor Speech to the Happy Couple on December 3, 2011

Apologue #7: Horror-ible Weddings

It’s the month of October and Halloween is right around the corner and I can’t help but get jittery to share some not quite right, horror wedding stories. I have had many privileges in attending quite a few weddings in my life (and more to come) and you just wouldn’t believe how many funny yet not so right encounters I have witnessed. I’m not talking bridezillas and drunken uncles making a scene, but truly rare moments you don’t get to see too often that I would like to share.

It was in 2005, when I attended a wedding back in my hometown. A good friend that was like an older sibling to me was getting married and pretty much everyone that their family knew was invited. It was a big wedding, and certainly one that I haven’t been to in a while. People that knew the bride and groom came flying in from all over the state. It was truly a sight to see just how much blessing this couple was getting. It seemed like everyone didn’t want to miss this wedding. It was like “Wedding of the Year” or something; it was indeed extravagant.

The church was adorned in ivory and pearl. Ivory satin carpets for the bridal party was laid out for their walkway, flowers covered the archways of the doors, a sparkling veil with rhinestones actually covered the ceiling of the sanctuary hung in random places to make it look as if we were in a reception tent. This couple went all out and beyond to make everything so luxurious. People were whispering and gasping at every corner entranced in everything they laid eyes on.

Everything was going according to plan as all weddings do. Everyone finally got seated and hushed down, the ceremony began and the wedding party began their march in single file one couple after the other. Everyone was smiling and looked so stunning. Even the wedding party looked too perfect. Nothing could possibly go wrong. But then, the groom entered and made his way down the carpet and everything couldn’t be so wrong. He had his nice suit and big pearly smile but then, it seemed that the pianist had lost her musical touch. The pianist most certainly must have lost their place while reading the music sheet or something. How could they possible miss all the notes and chords? Every step the groom took, the pianist messed up a note. The wedding procession was starting to sound like a kitty in a blender. Maybe that would have been better. People started to mumble and point fingers at the pianist, and we all were just looking at each other wondering what possibly could have gone wrong.

When I finally decided to take my turn at glancing towards the pianist, never have I ever seen anyone so flushed with anger but with tears streaming down their eyes, as as well as furiously trying to play an instrument. This person obviously had too much emotions boiling over them. When I then turned my attention back to the groom, he was dead in his tracks and had eyes like a deer in headlights. Something was obviously up with these two and I was set to find out exactly what. By this time you could already hear the wails of the bride from behind the sanctuary doors because she knew something was obviously wrong with her “perfect day.” I felt so bad for her.

After all parties had settled down, the wedding continued on with no pianist, a crying bride throughout the whole ceremony (and trust me, it was not happy tears) and a faceless groom. Reception time came and there was no first dance, no father-and-daughter dance, just a DJ and an empty dance floor and people stuffing their faces and gossiping to what on earth had just happened. Turns out as obvious it may already be, the pianist was an old ex of the groom but apparently she wasn’t just any ex, she was the ex that was apparently his first fiance. And while engaged to this first fiance, he was also engaged to tonight’s bride. In the end, he had decided to go for the more well-off and “better” bride and ditched the other without any reason whatsoever to explain himself. And this break-up all took in the span of 2 weeks before this actual wedding. So, what a surprise for all parties to finally see each other under such festivities.

Wow. Just, wow. Who knew stuff like this actually happens in real life? Life is always full of surprises. The pianist definitely stuck around and explained herself and her actions, and also apologized for not being professional. Tough woman (I like her). The groom panicked and stuck with his bachelor groomsmen for protection pretty much the whole night without explaining himself to anyone, not even his own bride.

The marriage surprisingly is still intact to this day. I hear that the bride definitely keeps the groom on a tight leash and has him whipped to the bone. As well as too much information on why “make-up sex” is always worth it. Honestly, I don’t know how she does it to keep him in control. Once a cheater is always a cheater in my book. But I guess she may have a secret or two up her sleeve to make it work, kudos for her.