A Messianic wedding
Imee, one of my husband’s very few girl friends (who is actually a very, very awesome person!), got married two Sundays ago. She really has a great head on her shoulders and is very witty. She’s not your run-off-the-mill clingy woman and every so often, she’d say that she feels that emotionally, she’s a guy. She forgets anniversaries, sometimes birthdays and didn’t need a blow by blow account of what her man is doing.
I’d think she’s every guy’s dream girl. A woman who wasn’t clingy, wasn’t needy, and wasn’t emotionally high maintenance. To top it all off, she’s sweet and kind. A real catch in my book. I liked her right away when I first met her. Among my husband’s girl friends, I found her to be the most down to earth.
Before she met her husband, we’d usually try to pair her up with good friends of ours. Guys we think highly of and none of those pretentious losers that run rampant nowadays. We’d be unusually protective of her and thought it was our God given right to choose and pick who she should go out with (without her knowledge, of course). Then gave up because Imee deserves to live her own life and not ours living precariously through her (it’s the married couple’s disease).
I’ve often wondered why was it that my husband and Imee never hooked up any time before we met. She seemed to have everything a guy could ever wish for and more. There was a time when he asked me what type of girl I’d be threatened to find around him, I admitted: “Someone like Imee, without a doubt. I’d feel very insecure.” He, ofcourse, had an expression like I told him to get it on with his sister and when he asked why, I told him that seeing him around gorgeous women doesn’t really bother me… but around women with substance, it makes me feel a twinge of jealousy because he gets attracted more to smart women rather than beautiful ones. He’d go for an okay looking but witty woman over someone who’s gorgeous but talks about nothing but fashion and trends any day.
Two Sundays ago, Imee got married to Joel who is a Messianic Jew. Though she was a Roman Catholic, it was a pleasant surprise to see that she agreed to get married and be recognized as a couple under Joel’s faith. It just goes to show how happy he made her because if that was my family, they’d go berserk and force him to convert. Maybe there was some sort of persuasion on their part but nevertheless, I would think it was a feat on its own.
They both cried. Joel, while watching her walk down the aisle and Imee when they exchanged rings. It was beautiful wedding ceremony and I wish them all the best. I am grateful for their friendship and love. Happy they have each other and I pray that they’d have a very blessed marriage.
