One very fine Sunday, I was surprised to see my female cousin in the church. Nobody told me she’s having a month-long vacation from her work in UAE but all the same I was very happy to see her. She’s the only girl cousin of about my age in the mother’s side and we quite bonded a lot when we were young. Uttered a few como stas and talked about the wedding preps. Surprise, surprise! The fiancé was there too. It was a very jovial moment seeing him for the first time, we even took pictures.
That night, family’s having dinner. Ayan na, ayan na. Haha! Aaaand of course! Discussion about the wedding will not be an exception considering I was chosen as the maid of honor. This kind of topic to me is fine, REALLY, only until my mother dropped these words:
Mama: “Sino kaya ang susunod?” (I wonder who will be next??)
Which is BAD. REAL BAD. In all fairness to my mother, I understand where she’s coming from. I mean of course, parents would love to see their children settling down you know that kind of thing. And I exactly know one person who can relate to what I’m saying, WIL!!! Hahaha!! (Wait, because you don’t want me announcing it in your facebook for all your friends to hear, then I’m shouting it out here for the entire world to hear, congratulations on your new relationship status!! WOOHOO!! Hahahaha!!!)
Sorry I got distracted there, but my point is the question is all sorts of wrong. It’s insensitive in a way because (1) Geese Ma, Tita Prescy is here with us in the table. My favorite aunt in the whole world, who happens to be an old maid. See? It runs in the family. At her age, she might have accepted her fate already but still, it’s every girl’s dream of getting married. And (2) WOW, look at your one and only daughter. You’re
LOLs! The question did set me into such an uncomfortable and mildly irritated state. And since no one in the table dared answer her, I decided to just spin some humor into it. Wittily, I replied:
Me: E di shempre, yung makakasalo ng bouquet! (Of course, the one who will catch the bouquet!)
Hahaha!! Actually we don’t really believe in this kind of tradition, it’s just me finding a way to be relieved in the added pressure of being NEXT. Then deftly I shifted off the topic into something worth talking about. Something where I could gladly participate into without feeling strain or anything like that, for fear of me having an upset stomach because of indigestion. :P
Anyhoo, here’s a photo of me and my cousin Ate Elai.:) Yes, I’m already sporting my bangs here so this is just a recent happening.
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