Day 23: That spot where Dad would have been

23/30: Sunflare. 23 photographs down, 7 more to go. It’s a challenge blogging the past days without the MacBooks. I’ve been a blogger nomad since Friday, blogging from other people’s computers and laptops. Yesterday, I even blogged from our Ipod Touch. Right now, I’m in Xaris‘ workstation. Hello from Xaris’ MacBook! Ahhh, feels good to hold a MacBook again.

Ok, posting this quick.

First photo: Mom and Kuya Nikos walking me to the altar and giving me away. Second photo: Mom and Kuya Nate watching us as we had that first kiss.

These two photos make me think of two things:

(1) I know my Mom and my whole family are truly happy for me, but I wonder how it feels to be a mother (or a brother!!), and to watch your only daughter, the one you loved and took care of for 28 years, finally get married. Hmm. I’m glad I don’t have to know, at least not in the next 20-30 years. Haha.

(2) I wonder how my Dad would feel if he was still around. I had mixed emotions about this. On one hand, I wish he was there to walk me down the aisle and to have that one last dance with me. Dancing to Butterfly Kisses with my Dad on my wedding day has always been my dream. It’s sad that I never saw that dream happen in this lifetime. On the other hand, a part of me was glad that he didn’t have to experience the pain of letting her little girl go and all the drama that came with it.

I miss my Dad everyday, but how can I not be thankful when I have two brothers (and a bunch of surrogate fathers here and there) who lovingly took Dad’s place, doing what they think Dad would have done the best way they know. So thanks, Kuya Nate & Kuya Nikos. I know we don’t say it often because we’re macho, but I love you two. :)