Friday, August 26, 2011
“Your vows were beautiful son,” Antwain’s mother tells him when he walks over.
“Thank you. I appreciate all you’ve done for me mom,” Antwain answers.
Tatiana sits down at the bar and enjoys a slice of wedding cake.
Tania is distracted by her wedding ring. She stares at it; still having a tough time believing that she is married.
As she moves her finger around, the large diamond glitters and sparkles in the moonlight.
Tania stops staring at her ring long enough to finally meet her new mother-in-law face to face. “Nice to meet you Ms. Cheek,” she says shaking Leticia’s hand.
“Please, call me Leticia,” she insists. Antwain looks on as the two most important women in his life become acquainted.
Finally, he leaves his wife and mother alone to talk. “This has been an amazing day, don’t you think?”
“Well, bittersweet to me,” Leticia answers.
Tania is shocked by her new mother-in-law’s answer, “Bittersweet?” She asks.
“Yeah. I’m glad to see my son so happy, but I feel like I’m losing my baby,” Leticia answers.
“Well, you’re gaining a daughter…right?” Tania asks.
“I don’t know about all that. I’d be happy with just my son,” Leticia answers.
“Oh,” Tania answers, not sure what to say to that.
She’s grateful when Antwain rescues her. “It’s time I dance with my new wife,” he says.
Tania is still thinking about Leticia’s rude comment. “I don’t think your mom likes me,” Tania answers.
Antwain looks over at his mother, surprised. “Why do you say that?” He asks.
“Well, I told her that she’s gaining a daughter and she totally shut me down,” Tania answers.
Antwain smiles, slightly. “I think she’s just missing me at home. She may have had one too many drinks as well. I wouldn’t worry about it,” he says.
As the crowd begins to disappear, Tania decides that now would be a great time for a drink. Antwain watches with slight concern on his face. He has seen Tania grab drinks often when she thinks he’s not looking. He hopes it does not become a cause for concern.
Tania drinks and welcomes the warm feelings that the nectar provides.
Tatiana takes a moment to help out by washing all of the dirty dishes left over by the guests. She doesn’t want Tania and Antwain to have to worry about anything.
Now that she is the only one in the backyard, Tania grabs another drink.
After the second drink, any anxieties she was feeling over Antwain’s mom are gone. She is ready to celebrate her wedding night.
As she sets the 2nd glass down on the bar, her eyes drift over to her brother’s grave. Her feet follow her gaze and before she knows it, she is standing by his headstone. “I guess I’ll have to say goodbye soon,” she whispers, wishing that these were words that she did not have to say.
Tania would give anything to eliminate the pit of sorrow in her stomach that she feels as she stares down at George III’s grave. Her sorrow turns to unexpected anger at the thought of having his body dug up and moved to the cemetery.
Tatiana notices Tania standing by George III’s grave. She hopes that Tania is finally saying goodbye. It’s never healthy for the living to be too caught up with the spirits of the dead.
It takes a while, but Tania finally pulls herself together. She has kept her new husband waiting long enough.
Antwain rests on the bed anxious to perform well for his new wife on his wedding night.
Tania laughs at her own nervousness. It amuses her because its not the first time she and Antwain have been intimate together. Then she realizes that she’s nervous because her grandmother’s bedroom is right next to theirs.
All the awkward feelings melt away as soon as Antwain and Tania slide under the sheets.
They emerge afterward with smiles on their faces.
Tania slides over and rests her head on Antwain’s shoulder. She grabs his hand, “I love you,” she whispers.
“I love you too!” Antwain responds.
Mindful that Tania and her new husband might be a little embarrassed about having her sleeping in the room next to theirs, Tatiana decides to stay up a while and work on a new painting that she intends to give them as a wedding present.
She adds the finishing touches and stares at her latest work of art; praying that it is not the last thing she ever gets a chance to create.
As wedding guests begin to migrate into the backyard, Antwain and Tania share a few moments alone under the wedding arch.
“You look absolutely beautiful,” Antwain whispers.
He continues, “I am so honored to make you my wife today.”
Tania is so emotional that she cannot speak. She acknowledges Antwain’s words with tears.
As the last guest takes a seat, Antwain and Tania begin exchanging vows.
Antwain’s mother Leticia bursts into tears as Antwain says his vows, “As I was growing up, I thought of my mother as the most beautiful woman in the world. She raised me by herself and taught me to be a man. Then I met you. You being as beautiful as the woman who raised me, showed me that my mother’s teachings were all in preparation for being a great husband for you. I love you Tania and I pledge my heart to you from now until eternity.”
Next it’s Bianca’s turn to burst into tears as Tania begins to speak,” I met you just after the worst period of my life. When my brother died, I never thought I’d be able to appreciate another sunset, laugh at another joke or desire the scent of a rose. Then you came along and you became my reason for living…”
Tania continues, "Because of you, my life has been renewed. You are now my sunset, the source of my laughter and my rose. I love you now and forever.”
There is not a dry eye present as Tania finishes her vows. Even the maid is overcome with emotion.
Tania and Antwain exchange rings...
… and kiss as man and wife.
The guests stand and erupt in applause.
Tania and Antwain continue to kiss as the guest look on.
Their love for one another is obvious and everyone who is there to witness it can feel it.
The wedding party moves toward the patio.
The crowd gathers around Tania and Antwain as they approach their wedding cake.
Tania looks on as Antwain makes the first slice.
Leticia and Bianca are all smiles as they witness their children’s happiness and love.
The cake is cut. Tania watches praying that Antwain doesn’t smash any in her face as dictated by tradition.
He decides to spare her. She is grateful.
The bride and groom’s parents look on.
Antwain grabs his slice and walks toward the nearest empty seat.
His best friend joins him at the bar, where he sits and enjoys a delicious slice of wedding cake.
Leticia is content with her glass of nectar.
Tania sits down next to her father to enjoy her slice of cake. Ralph walks over to congratulate her.
“If only your brother was here to see this,” George Jr. says.
Tania looks over in shock. Her father never mentions her brother. She cannot help but join him in that wish, even if George III was there only in spirit.
Tatiana, having overheard what George Jr. said walks over to the cake, but instead of grabbing a slice, she silently prays that Tania will have the strength to finally let George III go after her wedding.