Weddings tend to be a very sentimental occasion for me. Ninety-nine percent of the time, I cry somewhere between that second the door finally opens to the giddy bride and when she starts to take her first baby steps to the altar. But I don’t expect any tears during speeches, especially not one that I am supposed to give.
|Beautiful fountain and entrance at San Antonio de Padua Tagaytay|
|Left: Bumper-to-bumper traffic going to Manila/ Silang/ Taal Vista.
The traffic going to the church was actually worse than this one.
It was the longest one-and-a-half hours of my life, and I kept wishing that the priest would come in late for the ceremony so I could at least see one of my bestfriends strut her stuff on the aisle. I arrived 20 f*cking minutes late and had to sneak in during the first reading.
|Ginormous Christmas tree and registration table fronting the Taal Vista ballroom 1|
|Lia had to stay in the car with her Daddy, aunt and cousin during the ceremony
to avoid distracting guests with her mommy-only tantrums.
Looks like she didn’t mind staying in the car at all.
|Christmas is in the air at Taaal Vista!|
I had a few lines scribbled on my phone’s memo tool, but I haven’t really figured out the right words to say everything I want to say. Seeing Apple in her squeaky clean white gown, all prepped up and beaming at the altar though, the words just fell into place, no matter how impromptu or mish-mashed it was.
|Taal Vista Hotel lobby|
|Pretty church backyard|
|Beautiful inside and out. San Antonio de Padua Church in Pooc, Silang.|