Kev and Marge
Today was Kev's wedding and I was chosen to be one of the bridesmaids. Vincent was my partner groomsman. I had myself excused from work to be present the entire day of his special day, because well, he was a childhood friend.
Everything went well: the entourage; the reception, bar the hijacking of his dad; and the afterparty. Kev was already strongly under the influence that he started getting really sentimental and opening up with us about his "true feelings". And I was surprised when he pulled me close and started talking about how special I was as a childhood friend and that he and all the others actually treasured me and everything. I was "one of the boys", I was weird and odd (wtf), yet charming and endearing. He said some people my not understand me because of my "weirdness" but that he and the others all do, because we have a history. He called me his bridesmaid, because a bridesmaid is supposed to be someone close to the bride. In this case I was close to the groom. I am honored to have been part of his entourage. I swear... if he kept going, I would have cried. He was so thankful that I attended, despite my busy schedule and job. And frankly, I was really touched, and I also felt the same way: they, too, were important and special to me.
Now, as I wait for my hair to dry a bit before going to sleep because I need to go to the hospital early, I started thinking about my life and choices, especially sacrifices. My job is being a Surgery resident, working everyday with duty nights every third day, and getting paid just P14,000 a month. People have always said, as a med student or as someone in the medical field, sacrifices have to be made, which include social life, love life, time with family and friends... but how much sacrifices actually have to be made? Is my career really worth sacrificing my bestfriends? Is it really worth sacrificing those important to me? Because really, I wouldn't trade these guys even for the world. For the longest time EVER, I can finally say that I really have truly important friends. They complete me; they make me feel alive; and they give me more strength. Nothing can ever replace them, and they are definitely not worth being sacrificed.
Everything went well: the entourage; the reception, bar the hijacking of his dad; and the afterparty. Kev was already strongly under the influence that he started getting really sentimental and opening up with us about his "true feelings". And I was surprised when he pulled me close and started talking about how special I was as a childhood friend and that he and all the others actually treasured me and everything. I was "one of the boys", I was weird and odd (wtf), yet charming and endearing. He said some people my not understand me because of my "weirdness" but that he and the others all do, because we have a history. He called me his bridesmaid, because a bridesmaid is supposed to be someone close to the bride. In this case I was close to the groom. I am honored to have been part of his entourage. I swear... if he kept going, I would have cried. He was so thankful that I attended, despite my busy schedule and job. And frankly, I was really touched, and I also felt the same way: they, too, were important and special to me.
Now, as I wait for my hair to dry a bit before going to sleep because I need to go to the hospital early, I started thinking about my life and choices, especially sacrifices. My job is being a Surgery resident, working everyday with duty nights every third day, and getting paid just P14,000 a month. People have always said, as a med student or as someone in the medical field, sacrifices have to be made, which include social life, love life, time with family and friends... but how much sacrifices actually have to be made? Is my career really worth sacrificing my bestfriends? Is it really worth sacrificing those important to me? Because really, I wouldn't trade these guys even for the world. For the longest time EVER, I can finally say that I really have truly important friends. They complete me; they make me feel alive; and they give me more strength. Nothing can ever replace them, and they are definitely not worth being sacrificed.