Excerpt from The Charlotte York of Manila
By Ria Hazel Lumandog
If I were a character in Sex and the City, I would be the Charlotte York of Manila.
When I was little, I loved attending weddings. I’ve always wanted to be the flower girl of an aunt or uncle who’s getting married. If I wasn’t part of the entourage, I’d collect the souvenirs or take the “wishes” hidden at the bottom of the wedding cake.
After college, I became a bridesmaid to one of my high school friends and caught the bouquet when I wasn’t supposed to. At that time, I thought it might be fate. I was in love with my then boyfriend, who happened to be my childhood crush with whom I reunited after some years apart.
But a year after that, I found myself being cheated by fate. To be more specific, I was betrayed by the same guy I thought I would spend my life with, forever.
And to think, I had the wedding part all planned out. From the flowers, the possible venues for the reception, the music that’s going to be played, even up to the audio-visual presentation featuring our childhood photos so our guests would say ohh and aww as our photos flash on the screen.
My plans and dreams were shattered. And for the first time in my life, I wasn’t sure where I was going. Little Ms. Planner felt lost. At 25, I was hoping to find true love again. I went back to square one. For someone who had her first relationship easily, looking for someone to give my heart again to was difficult.
But as it turned out, fate wanted to play around with my heart some more. Fate wasn’t done with the scheming. Just four months after the breakup, I met someone who was exactly the person the tarot card and palm readers described to be. And I’m a believer of such things. He and I had the same wavelength. He took care of me when I felt bad. We sang the same songs and enjoyed the same movies. And just like Lily and Marshall from How I Met Your Mother, we finished each other’s sentences and sandwiches.
Photo by Ria Hazel Lumandog
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