I Was An Usher

19 April 2009 (Sunday)

It was late in the afternoon when my cousin visited. A nurse in Dubai, she came home almost a week ago for her church wedding with her civil husband on Saturday, the 25th. She handed the fragrant, ribbon-detailed invitation program adorned in shades and tints of pink and fuschia; with all letterings embossed. She asked me to be an usher at the church, to which I gladly obliged.

21 April 2009 (Tuesday)

I realized I needed a new pair of black slacks and a pair of black leather shoes. I got them.

24 April 2009 (Friday)

In the afternoon, we had a dry run of the church activities for the next day. It was raining buckets so I arrived at the church in a sloppy state. I saw my cousins whom I haven’t seen for a couple of years now. We catched up on each other–what has happened, what was new, what was going on with life, and what’s going to happen in the future. Since the wedding would start at 8:00AM, I was told to be at the church by 7:30PM.

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