I think during my first post on this blog, I have made my status pretty much clear enough. In case you skipped that important announcement, (which I’m hoping you shouldn’t) I have officially tied the knot. That endless platinum & gold sparkling loop will now forever be around my left ring finger.
I can almost hear you say, congratulations! Or best wishes to you! Well, allow me to say thank you to that and to all who personally did so. Anyway, I know there are a lot of questions bugling your mind. Why you got married so early? Who’s that lucky man? What happens after your marriage? Well, well calm down you now, I hear you.
Let me just tell you my once – upon- a – time story in this way. I am a modern – day Cinderella who’s working her way on her career when a cross- culture Prince Charming came across. You might be thinking, he maybe then came for a rescue and swept me with his gallant nobleness. Well,I hate to break this up to you, but no. Surely just how Disney shaped our childhood.
Just to give you a run through, He is a full born Japanese while I have lived my entire life in the country Philippines. To make it brief, we met, by whatever magical term you call it; fate, destiny or soul mates. We’ve dated for a year then mutually discussed and decided for finally getting married. No surprises, on-his-knee proposal or a flash mob dancing whatsoever. Just me and him, discussing about it like it’s a sort of a long term business plan. Well just before you sigh and make an almost frowning- half disappointed face, let me tell you that for me, it’s all a real-time fairy tale come true.
Cross cultural relationship, how cool is that?! –I know right? You’ll began imagining how gorgeous and smart the babies will come out to be. Well, at least that’s what I heard of a result from an intercultural marriage. However, let’s just skip that chapter for now.
Going back, I wish I can tell you how wonderful the wedding turned out to be, but I might ran out of words to describe it.Walking in the aisle is every woman’s fantasy, so you all get the gist as to how I felt when I walked myself wearing that beautifully seamed all white wedding gown.
He cried, our parents cried, everyone cried, and of course I cried too. It’s a sensational feeling and a restful atmosphere surrounded with nothing but deep blue waves of the ocean and singing wind. Oh, did I just forget to mention it was a beach wedding?
I could not say it’s all then a happily-ever-after. The story never ends when Cinderella fits her glass slipper. IRL, I am now preparing myself to a new life ahead of me. This is no fun and games anymore.
I’ll soon be posting the next chapter. I myself can’t wait!