Life Letter for April 2005

Dear Hotaru,

I should savor slow mornings like this – because I might not be having
them for a long time again after a while. Although Quezon City is hot
and the neighborhood is not really quiet at this time, I have the
luxury of an unhurried day. There are many things that could be done,
actually, but I take privilege to save myself the pressure of having
to be productive. I will not consider giving my soul a little pleasure
as waste of time. Besides, this will just be a few days of idleness.
I'd have to be up on my feet eventually.

I'm sure you're itching to ask me how it's like now. Married, and
being a wife. A couple of people have asked me that already. My best
answer was "Ok lang." "I have yet to find out how the other 99% of
wifehood is," I added. It's been just a few weeks after all. There's a
lifetime to look forward to, and a lifetime to figure the answer to
the question.

The weddings were nice. I'd have to add an "s" to that because the
wedding celebration is also referred to as "the wedding." My husband
and I had been quite pleased that the affirmation ceremony and
celebration with the community took a significance of its own and had
served its purpose very well. It holds just as much meaning as the
earlier solemnization that happened a week before it, as we have
wanted it to be. I remember feeling the pressures of organizing the
weddings that for quite some time before they were held I just wished
they'd be over. Now that they are, more than relief, I feel thankful
that they happened. I am thankful for the moment that was there, and
we were sharing it. And there are many people to thank. God has been
good. I thank Him most of all.

The day is almost half done. The soul is quiet and speaks not many
words at the moment. I should savor this slow morning.

I'd want to write you again even when the mornings are not slow
anymore. Until then, God bless you.

Kulibangbang