On our 31st, I featured how the lockdown caused by the pandemic kept hubby and me together everyday after many years of having been a weekend wife. I also shared about our close encounters with COVID-19, how we, as a family, battled against it, and how God taught us precious lessons in the midst of our journey.
Today, as we celebrate another year, still amid the pandemic, I’m sharing memories of that day 32 years ago… the day I walked down the aisle limping after sustaining a fracture one week before our wedding day.
A simple wedding it was, made possible with so much help from our friends. May the Lord bless them all every single day.
September 2, 1989
I remember waking up early in the morning to wrap my fractured foot in plastic before taking a bath. I could vividly recall how my hands trembled as I removed the cast before putting on my stockings.
There was no time for me to shop for a low-heeled shoes so I went to church wearing a pair of slippers.
I had to carry my shoes to the bride’s waiting room.
A minute before the bridal march, I slowly put on my two-and-a-half-inch-heeled shoe to the affected foot, so afraid that it won’t fit due to the slight swelling. Wohooo, it did fit!
But I had to whisper to my father to walk slowly along the aisle. “Tay, hinayhinay lang.”
I was softly counting the steps going to the altar, taking extra care to keep both feet straight during the march.
And we were ready to face the world as we ventured to start our new life together…
all by His grace!
Praising and thanking God for His sustaining grace to both of us and our family these 32 years!
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Happy Anniversary to you and your husband, Eve! God bless you!
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