I felt like 18 all over again.
As soon as I entered the hall where family and friends have already gathered as early as 5 pm yesterday, it reminded me of my debutante’s entrance at my 18th birthday party. There were a lot of cheering and congratulations. I was even greeted by a bouquet of stargazer lilies by one of my godfathers. Whatever sour mood that had simmered while I was on my way, running late on my own party, it just vanished away. I’m not that too stubborn to ruin what could possibly a great night. I hopped from one table to another, albeit like a debutante, as cameras clicked and flashes went off. I was greeted with either a kiss or a hug while I threw “thank yous” and “how are yous” to my guests. It was truly a night to remember.
Funny how just like on my debut, I didn’t get to eat as much as I wanted to. It took me a good hour and a half to finish whatever little food was on my plate… my meal being interrupted with the mandatory photo-ops with guests coming and going. But I didn’t really care. My guests enjoyed them for me and even remarked how good the food was. For all the trouble it caused us through the last two weeks with the preparations, I knew it was worth it. I don’t think the kitchen chefs should look for new cooking jobs over the ads. With the food served last night? They can keep their jobs as long as they want.
The night, though it was fun, would have been a lot more meaningful if a number of those very dear to me got to attend. Missing out on the party were Migs, Mela, Reuel,, Maricar and Roni, who played major, major (LOL) roles in the last five years of my life. And of course, there’s Jen and Jessa whom I believe had partied with me last night in heaven.
I couldn’t remember how long it had been since I last had a celebration like this. I am usually fine with a simple dinner with just a few friends. But last night was of course much much different and however long the wait was… it was truly worth it.




