Mom's Wedding
You know how Mom is usually crazy? Well, the days before the wedding, she has levelled up her craziness. She has been all over the place, not so much directing as commanding everyone what to do. This has been putting some strain on the Villamiel kids, who are having trouble adjusting to her bossiness.
The thing with her is, she had to have everything right, everything the way she wanted it, and she had to attend to each and every detail. And that was just the way she was. Of course, I tried telling her, but there was no bossing the bride.
The ceremony was held at the Westchester Recreation Center Clubhouse, at the big function hall. Everything was either Emerald green or white. Theresa even made Emerald green vests for me and the rest of the guys. There wasn't any mass, just a simple ceremony that they tailor-made with the pastor of their church, a really nice, charismatic Creole from New Orleans.
Lola Virgie didn't like that it wasn't going to be a Catholic wedding, but agreed to have at least some vestiges of the tradition (the cord, the candle, the whatevers), so the whole thing was a confused mottle of a ceremony.
I kind of understood Mom a little better after the Pastor's little sermon. He was talking about Mom's and Tito Gene's favorite genres of music. Mom liked Smooth Jazz and Tito Gene liked Country. The themes of the country genre was that the singer used to be in a disadvantageous position, but after going through the ordeals finally made it to his/her goal. And Smooth Jazz is just relaxing. And the pastor said that was why they both loved each other: Tito Gene loved that Mom went through a lot and is struggling to rise above it all, and Mom loved Tito Gene because she found comfort and peace with him.
Anyway, Genesa and I sang "Lucky" (everyone else played instruments) and Christian, EJ and I sang "Longest Time" Acapella. It was a disaster but Mom liked it anyway. And of course, I had prepared an AVP, which we promptly showed during the celebration.
I hope that Tito Gene finds it in his heart to understand and be patient with Mom. I hope their marriage lasts, I really do. For Mom's sake, and for the Villamiel siblings, who are now, technically my siblings as well!