This past weekend was an emotional one.
It started on Friday when my student whose mother has been fighting leukemia all year was pulled out of school unexpectedly in the middle of the day and I knew that it could only mean bad news. Thankfully she is still alive but my student was an emotional mess when he came to school this morning and had to leave early again due to fever and headache or heartache is more like it. I can't help but feel for this kid since I know how it feels to have your mom go in and out of hospital and even pass away. I just let myself cry for him as I was drying off after a shower on Friday. Then Erik and I were off to LAX for our red eye flight to Chicago. I konked out even before the take off and slept the entire ride.
We arrived at 5:30AM, drove to my step-brother's house, took a three hour nap, and went to my wedding hair and make-up trial appointment at Mario Troccoci. Erik met up with Scott and went to a tux rental shop. Although the make-up artist used natural shades, they did not recognize me right away when they came to pick me up. Then we had lunch at a Japanese restaurant owned by Thai people where we had a long conversation about gay marriages among other things. I took another nap after lunch and then Erik and I spent our Valentines Day evening with my mom, dad, their pastor, and his wife at a Korean restaurant. My dad really wanted us to meet his pastor before he participated in our wedding ceremony. I was very amused by the pastor's wife who was much more animated and opinionated than I had expected.
On Sunday, we attended sunday service at the church where we will be getting married. I really enjoyed the liturgical style of worship with hymns and choral congregational readings. The message was strangely enough about issues regarding homosexuality and its effects on the future of the church. I liked the pastor much more after hearing his message because I could tell that he was not an obstinate, judgmental Christian. They also had times of sharing out loud since the size of the congregation was small and more intimate. While waiting for our second meeting with the pastor, one of the members came up to us and began talking to Erik. As soon as he found out that Erik was born in Vietnam, he went off on U.S. and Vietnam history as well as current international policy. Then we met with the pastor and discussed the results of the compatibility test we took during our first meeting. We scored very high on communication except for in the area of finance. He recommended that we draw up a living will and a will as soon as we get married. Who knew?
I got to spend some time with friends and family the rest of the day which was nice. The best part was hanging out in front of the fire place, listening to Chopin preludes, and talking to the people I love. Scott came up with new dance moves from volleyball - digging, setting, and spiking. I cannot describe it in words but if you are coming to our wedding you can see it and be entertained. I got updates on the happening in the family and Erik also got to experience some of our family dysfunctionality during this weekend trip.
It started on Friday when my student whose mother has been fighting leukemia all year was pulled out of school unexpectedly in the middle of the day and I knew that it could only mean bad news. Thankfully she is still alive but my student was an emotional mess when he came to school this morning and had to leave early again due to fever and headache or heartache is more like it. I can't help but feel for this kid since I know how it feels to have your mom go in and out of hospital and even pass away. I just let myself cry for him as I was drying off after a shower on Friday. Then Erik and I were off to LAX for our red eye flight to Chicago. I konked out even before the take off and slept the entire ride.
We arrived at 5:30AM, drove to my step-brother's house, took a three hour nap, and went to my wedding hair and make-up trial appointment at Mario Troccoci. Erik met up with Scott and went to a tux rental shop. Although the make-up artist used natural shades, they did not recognize me right away when they came to pick me up. Then we had lunch at a Japanese restaurant owned by Thai people where we had a long conversation about gay marriages among other things. I took another nap after lunch and then Erik and I spent our Valentines Day evening with my mom, dad, their pastor, and his wife at a Korean restaurant. My dad really wanted us to meet his pastor before he participated in our wedding ceremony. I was very amused by the pastor's wife who was much more animated and opinionated than I had expected.
On Sunday, we attended sunday service at the church where we will be getting married. I really enjoyed the liturgical style of worship with hymns and choral congregational readings. The message was strangely enough about issues regarding homosexuality and its effects on the future of the church. I liked the pastor much more after hearing his message because I could tell that he was not an obstinate, judgmental Christian. They also had times of sharing out loud since the size of the congregation was small and more intimate. While waiting for our second meeting with the pastor, one of the members came up to us and began talking to Erik. As soon as he found out that Erik was born in Vietnam, he went off on U.S. and Vietnam history as well as current international policy. Then we met with the pastor and discussed the results of the compatibility test we took during our first meeting. We scored very high on communication except for in the area of finance. He recommended that we draw up a living will and a will as soon as we get married. Who knew?
I got to spend some time with friends and family the rest of the day which was nice. The best part was hanging out in front of the fire place, listening to Chopin preludes, and talking to the people I love. Scott came up with new dance moves from volleyball - digging, setting, and spiking. I cannot describe it in words but if you are coming to our wedding you can see it and be entertained. I got updates on the happening in the family and Erik also got to experience some of our family dysfunctionality during this weekend trip.
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