Someday we will all be forced apart
Our wedding day was beautiful. It was everything I wanted it to be and more. It was definitely one of the happiest days of my life. We took so many amazing photos with such talented photographers, but we won't see them until 1-2 weeks after the event.
I'm glad we made the extra effort to get married in my hometown in California. I got to be surrounded by the people who loved me most--the people who raised me and cared for me since the day I was born. We laughed and danced and sung, all throughout the night. I created so many memories with them, and I wouldn't have had it any other way. After it was all done with, Mason and I had an awesome 8-day, 5-star Vegas food and show honeymoon to look forward to.
Before we left to go to the airport to catch our plane to Vegas, we decided to drive back from dropping people off at SFO to see my family one more time for 30 minutes. Mostly it was to see my grandma. She asked me why I was still there and I said that I wanted to see her one more time before I left. She smiled. We offered her tea and I kissed her on the forehead. I didn't know that that was truly the last time I got to be with her.
One day into our honeymoon, my grandma went into cardiac arrest. We immediately drove 9 hours from Vegas to her hospital bed. 30 family members were there, crying. She was our matriarch, our mama. She survived the Vietnam war to raise her 6 surviving children and all of her grandchildren. We all stood in her room as her breath and heartbeat faded. We talked to her as well as we could as she left us all.
It seems cruel that we were born to fall in love with people, only to have to rip ourselves away from those who love us when we die.
I'm glad we made the extra effort to get married in my hometown in California. I got to be surrounded by the people who loved me most--the people who raised me and cared for me since the day I was born. We laughed and danced and sung, all throughout the night. I created so many memories with them, and I wouldn't have had it any other way. After it was all done with, Mason and I had an awesome 8-day, 5-star Vegas food and show honeymoon to look forward to.
Before we left to go to the airport to catch our plane to Vegas, we decided to drive back from dropping people off at SFO to see my family one more time for 30 minutes. Mostly it was to see my grandma. She asked me why I was still there and I said that I wanted to see her one more time before I left. She smiled. We offered her tea and I kissed her on the forehead. I didn't know that that was truly the last time I got to be with her.
One day into our honeymoon, my grandma went into cardiac arrest. We immediately drove 9 hours from Vegas to her hospital bed. 30 family members were there, crying. She was our matriarch, our mama. She survived the Vietnam war to raise her 6 surviving children and all of her grandchildren. We all stood in her room as her breath and heartbeat faded. We talked to her as well as we could as she left us all.
It seems cruel that we were born to fall in love with people, only to have to rip ourselves away from those who love us when we die.