Day 29: Hey, it’s November 13!

Posted by Riz on November 13th, 2011. 4 comments

29/30: Self-portrait. Yay, it’s a photograph of us taking a photograph of us beside a cake-topper that looks like us. (:

The days feel like getting longer. David has started going to school and we’re once again adjusting to some schedule changes. For one, he has classes on Saturdays so that means we’ll be missing some quality time at home. I haven’t quite got my head around that just yet but I’m sure we’ll always find time to make up.

It’s the 13th today and I’m posting this from the iPod touch I gave David last year as an engagement present. We’re in choir practice as I type this (sshh) so friends, what you’re seeing is multi-tasking and resourcefulness at its finest. Lol.

Exactly one year ago, on this day, I arrived in New York to begin what turned out to be one of the most life-altering trips of my life. On my first night there, we found ourselves in the basement of the Oyos home, watching the Pacquiao-Margarito fight. I don’t know what’s so special about November 13 that Manny keeps choosing to, well, pick a fight on this date.

As for me and David, this marks not just our third month as husband and wife, we are also reminded of that night in Manhattan when we were reunited after a long time of being apart. Man we’ve come a long way! Last night we had a special celebration at home but that deserves a separate post. God is good. (:

One last photograph, coming up!

Day 28: Copy-pasting Chuck Swindoll

Posted by Riz on November 11th, 2011. 2 comments

Day 28/30: Black & White. Behold, the Sanchez ladies, busy applying make-up on my back. LOL. Sooo serious! I was wearing a backless gown, people, this is serious business!

I’m having some sort of writer’s block right now, staring at this blank space for the past hour without any progress. I feel like I’ve said so much the past days, there’s nothing much for me to say now. So while I try to put my thoughts in one place, allow me to copy-paste Chuck Swindoll‘s words..

God is God, and He will have His way when He pleases and for His glory. What could be better than that? In all the mystery of His waiting and working, and in the wrong of our doing and undoing, He can still be trusted. The main thing is that you and I remain sensitive to those moments when He finally breaks the silence and suddenly intervenes on our behalf. At least to us it seems sudden. To Him, it happened exactly as He had planned it all along.

just ’cause I thought, perhaps, you need it too. (:

Last 2.

Day 27: Fonts our wedding invites are made of

Posted by Riz on November 10th, 2011. 1 comment

27/30: Typography. I love words and fonts. I can spend hours browsing these sites, drooling and staring at fonts I can’t afford. I’ve collected fonts through the years and I feel so bad for failing to keep a back-up. You see, when that creep (whoever he is) stole our MacBooks, he also stole my font collection. *sad face*

Anyway, enough about things we can’t anymore change. (:

Imagine my restlessness when I was choosing fonts to use for our wedding invites. I must have changed the layout and the fonts ten thousand times. In the end, agreeing that we want the invites to look simple and modern, we settled with Avenir, Chapparal Pro, this pretty (and not to mention free!) sans serif Bebas Neue, and a vintage script, BallPark Weiner. Those fonts are all over our love story too.

And.. I have nothing more to say today. :P

Last 3 photographs, coming up!

Day 26: Live a life you won’t regret

Posted by Riz on November 9th, 2011. 1 comment

26/30: From a distance. Here’s more from Exquisite Photography. (:


I just love how I’ll never run out of beautiful wedding photographs to share! (:

I keep coming back to Jennie Perillo’s blog, quietly watching her life and cheering her on from a distance since I found her blog a couple of weeks ago. I know I only started following her story after the death of her husband, but seeing her wedding photos for the first time made me tear up like I’ve known them for a long time. I don’t think she’s ever posted their wedding photos on her blog until now.

I lost my Dad too five years ago, and I remember finding refuge in the pages of my blog and writing about my grief as my way to cope. Although the loss of a husband and a father may be two very different things, I do know how it’s like to be a daughter, seeing her mother rise above her grief and be strong for the sake of her children.

It’s my Dad’s birthday today. He’s supposed to turn 62 years old. It feels like a long time since he passed away, but relieving his memories still brings tears to my eyes, making me long to see him and hear his laughter again.

There’s really no easy way to cope with losing someone you love over death. They say getting over your grief gets easier each day, and while there may be some truth to that, there would still be that empty seat no matter how far you’ve come.

It’s easy to take things for granted in a marriage, especially when the number of ordinary days you spend with your spouse begins to trump the extraordinary ones. But Jennie’s story is a real, honest-to-goodness reminder for the rest of us to treasure every moment with our loved ones and appreciate each day’s big and small things.

Be kind to the ones you do life with, Bobbie Houston said. God gave us one short life to live and we never know when it’s going to end, we might as well live a life we won’t regret.

Day 25: Inspired by a one year old post

Posted by Riz on November 8th, 2011. 1 comment

25/30: Close-up. This photograph is courtesy of Ate Imelyn‘s mad make-up skillz, and Sheila‘s beautiful photography. Thank you, loves, for making *feel* beautiful that day.

On a different note, someone messaged me this morning about a blog I posted one year ago. And since I’m running out of topics to talk about, I thought I’d share this instead:

I was lurking at one of your blogs like I always do, I came to read this entry. I was particularly drawn to these lines:

“You know how it feels like when you’re back with an old love affair after exploring and testing other options, realizing that he is still the love of your life, maybe you didn’t even stop loving him after all? Forgive me for the tacky illustration, but that’s how blue is like to me. Home, puppy love turned love-of-my-life, the color that I want to wake up to in the morning, surround me the whole day, the last thing I see before I close my eyes. I’ve seen all the other colors, but it all comes back to blue. I can’t wait to see how my blue room is going to look (and feel) like.”

And then I thought that you could be describing Kuya Bud! Seriously. It’s like siya yung blue ng buhay mo. I am not sure if it makes sense. But I tried to substitute the color “blue” in your entry with “Bud” and it just fits! Haha.

This is me saying after all these months, that I am completely amazed at how God worked in your life. He is indeed a sovereign God who is constantly molding you. And boy you are really beautiful now more than ever! I never imagined saying this but you add inspiration in my ordeals/life now. I’m glad to know you more and more.

Yes, it was Bud! In fact, when I blogged that last year, immediately, two of my friends messaged me and told me that my metaphor was too obvious! (:

My message-sender is right, God is really amazing. Beyond amazing. I know it with all my heart—that God did something extraordinary with this ordinary life of mine—and whenever people tell me and affirm that to me, I just feel more in awe. I feel undeserving to be an inspiration to someone (anyone!) coz I know how much I stumbled and failed and repented and crawled back up all these years. Ohh those mistakes I made when I was younger! But I’m glad that even with my failures, God was gracious to me and still made a beautiful story out of this life.

Thanks, Pat, for your delayed reaction. It made my day. Tara, let’s do Dreamerie again! (:

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

« Older Entries

Newer Entries »