Life is About Creating Memories
I just came from And I fell in love with the loveliest woman on the planet.
And on the white powdery sands of this beautiful island, I got married again.
But I’m getting ahead of the story.
First of all, I had to propose a decent proposal.
I did it at our regular weekly prayer meeting called the FEAST in Manila.
As a surprise.
Marowe, who knew nothing of my plan, was sitting at the front row. At the end of my talk, I went down the stage, stood in front of her, planted one knee on the ground, and whipped out a diamond ring in a red little box.
“Marowe, will you marry me…again?”
With tears streaming down her cheeks, she said, “Of course!”
The next day, we flew to Boracay for our wedding—part two.
With us were our two boys, plus both sides of our family, plus Fr. Steve Tynan, my spiritual director. All in all, 28 people.
Before I tell you what happened, let me give you a little background…
Ten years ago, my wife wanted a small, private wedding.
But we didn’t have one. Because I wanted everyone who attended the FEAST to join us. I explained to her that my Community is my spiritual family and I couldn’t think of not celebrating this great event without them. She was convinced and we had a grand wedding attended by a thousand people.
Expensive, right? Wrong. The reception was potluck. I asked everyone to bring food and they did. When we ended, people brought home bags of food.
But that was ten years ago.
Today was going to be different, I told her.
I promised Marowe that our second wedding would be very, very private.
So private, it will only be attended by 28 people. Just parents, brothers, sisters, nephews, and nieces.
Let me describe to you that incredible event.
Early in the morning, we marched off to the beach.
I was wearing—what else—a pair of blue jeans and a white top.
I requested all the guests to do the same.
My bride, on the other hand, wore a simple, knee-high, white sundress that blew in the gentle wind. In her hand, a bouquet of pink tulips. She was a picture of loveliness.
Fr. Steve, who was also present in our wedding ten years ago, was again officiating our Renewal of Marriage Vows.
With the blue sky above us, the majestic sea in front of us, and the shiny sand on our feet, we said our “I Do’s” again.
I cannot describe the joy I felt.
I knew I created a memory.
When Should You Splurge?
When You Create Memories
I’m a preacher of the simple life.
In fact, I wrote two books on simplicity. And my third book on money, the 8 Secrets of the Truly Rich, I exhorted everyone to save and invest.
Today, I’m asking you to splurge and invest.
That’s right. Splurge!
I splurged for that diamond ring in that red little box.
I splurged for our Boracay trip.
I splurged for the pink tulips.
But it was all worth it.
I was still investing. But of a different kind.
I was investing on memories.
I now believe that life is about creating memories.
When we’ll be both happy ninety years olds, still holding hands in the sunset of our lives, we’ll look back at our tenth wedding anniversary. And we’ll cherish the fantastic moment of getting married all over again on the beach of Boracay, surrounded by the special people we love.
And we’ll say, as we do now, “It was all worth it.”
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