By: Fredolin Pagdilao Aguinaldo
– Doha, Qatar
Two (2) weeks ago, Evelyn and I finally shared our vows in a church wedding together with our family, old and new friends minus a very important figure – my father Anton who passed-away early last year. The effort of our event coordinator daughter Rea Lynne to bring the best for our wedding anniversary celebrations paid-off when she saw that everyone was having fun. Every detail was masterminded by her up to the tiniest detail.
However, our plan wasn't the surprise we hoped it would be because
we had to reveal it a few weeks earlier for some Roman Catholic Church
requirements that need the bride’s personal appearance. Nevertheless, we still
managed to prepare all the necessary arrangements without her knowing. We
managed to ask her to dress-up for a supposed photo shot for Fredolin II school
project but ended up bringing her to the Basilica De San Sebastian in Quiapo, Manila for a needed pre-wedding
seminar and other paper requirements.
A twist of event nearly ruined all our efforts and plans when I
had a misunderstanding with our only son Fredolin II the night of Pagdilao’s
clan yearly reunion on the 30th of December 2012. Thank
God we were able to sort out our differences before the year ended despite
missing out on the opportunity to be with my extended family and friends.
Two (2) weeks ago, Evelyn and I finally shared our vows in a church wedding together with our family, old and new friends minus a very important figure – my father Anton who passed-away early last year. The effort of our event coordinator daughter Rea Lynne to bring the best for our wedding anniversary celebrations paid-off when she saw that everyone was having fun. Every detail was masterminded by her up to the tiniest detail.
I felt like a stranger when we had our civil wedding rites twenty-five
(25) years ago (because I went to General Santos City all alone) – but the adrenalin that
ran through my whole body during that time still lingers as of today. Evelyn is
still gorgeous as she used to be despite having three (3) kids taking a toll on
her once slim body. I, on the other hand, survived four (4) chemotherapy
sessions due to cancer which made my body really frail. Twenty-five (25) years
have passed and after treatment, a brand-new and better me is all I can offer and
share with my wife.
Celebrating our love along with our two lovely girls Rea Lynne and
Anna Mae including our only son Fredolin II made it a memorable occasion. I
always tell my siblings that this might be my last “hurrah” but they always
ignore my jokes and say: “masamang damo-mahirap ma-matay” – how I wish it is
true.
After so many disagreements in life throughout that twenty-five (25)
years of living together, I think we are still in love. No - we are still in
love. My siblings, close friends, and family members think that NGO’s and
Women’s advocates should give my wife “matiisin or martyrdom” award because of
my temperamental attitude. I still remember when I was bedridden for 6-months I
would say “wiwi” (I want to pee) and my wife was always there to assist me. I
fully agree that the “matiisin” award is best fitted for her; no one can
surpass my wife Evelyn - because of that, I love her more than my life.
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