On this day.

Today, I reach what may be the happiest moment of my life. Everyone I know, friends and family, and of course, the family-to-be, are all here. The suit is a little uncomfortable, but that doesn’t really matter now, does it? I stand here today, nerves and all, waiting for that grand procession that is to place a gleaming gemstone in my otherwise ho-hum life.

She was fierce and determined, as I quickly found out when we were juniors. We never really got along at first, but it’s funny how a little time can change things, isn’t it? She was always straightforward and very engaging, for she was a person whom you would find witty conversation on a wide range of topics. She was, and still is, a competitive academic, giving her best in her scholastic activities, which I found very attractive though I myself did not do very well in the academe. Whatever our differences, she always complemented me, in a way that I was never actually bored with myself, and even found myself trying to be at least a suitable match for her. In the end, I fell in love with her, and decided that I should give it a shot. A woman like her comes only once in a blue moon, and I was not about to let her just pass in front of me.

The church bells are ringing. There is a ruckus outside as the bridal entourage arrives. I feel the anxiety, as if my body suddenly realized it’s not ready. The church organ starts playing. Ready or not, I know in my heart that I want to spend the rest of my life with this woman, a dynamic, faithful, and very unpredictable woman who takes my breath away. A woman who I have spent a very long time waiting for, and who has kept faith that I would. As the grandest procession of my life unfolds before me, I am moments from exchanging the most sacred vows with the woman whom I have shared and put so much faith in.

On this day, I stand waiting. I have dreamt and planned so long for this day. As my best friend pats me on the back, I take my place beside her, in front of God, and the future we will share from this day on.



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