good luck with all your work! i’ve always wanted to ask ever since you wrote about how javi proposed, what was their actual wedding day like? did they just have the civil ceremony or was there a party too? was it just them two or? also was it in colombia or back in the states?🤍
i love getting these kind of asks because they really force me to do some sort of digging into the actual facts, and as much i love the notion that these two love birds got engaged quickly and married quicker, i’ve now come to find that marrying in colombia as an american citizen takes a bit of work and time, so i’m gonna readjust the narrative just a tad bit to fit that realistic detail. i gave you much more details than you wanted, but i couldn’t resist
Javi and his wife wanted a Catholic marriage despite that they were not the most religious (and still aren’t), because it’s what both of their parents wanted. Since they couldn’t come to the wedding themselves, Javi and his wife wanted to give them something. Catholic marriages in Colombia required a little more than Javi was prepared for, though, so it took a bit longer than either of them expected. While his wife very much had all of her documents, from her birth certificate to her certified baptism and confirmation certificates, Javi only had what he needed to get in the country and not much else. This fact prompted a messy six week period of scrambling and trying to get it all together so they could just do it. Javi had to make many phone calls back home and he still considers this time period one that represents his father’s love for him the most, because his father went to great lengths to make sure Javi got all those things, despite not being entirely sure this was the best decision. After all, he’d never met this girl and this wasn’t Javi’s first time rushing into something serious before he realized it wasn’t what he wanted. But, after many frantic phone calls and a thousand “Dad, I love her. I know what I did in the past and I understand that you worry, but this is different,” Chucho decided that this wasn’t going to be something he was gonna talk him out of--not that he would ever be able to anyways. Chucho also had to write a letter that stated Javi was single and find another family member to do it, too, and then he had to get all that solemnized by a priest. This was also difficult, considering Javi had more than irked off theirs when he left a woman at the alter. But, Chucho did it, and Javi got all of his papers.
She had a difficult time too, not so much because she wasn’t prepared, but more because her mother wasn’t entirely sure this was a good idea. She’s a little bit younger than Javi (about five-ish years), and her mom was worried that she was rushing into something she couldn’t comprehend. Much like Javier, she was relentless and stubborn though, and she spent many times on the phone with her mom while Javi sat across from her, giving her the “what’s she saying?” look. In the end, her mother came to understand like Chucho did with Javi.
After battling their parents and getting all these documents in Spanish, they then had to take part in curso prematrimonial, or a Marriage Course, which they both detested because it was a long day of being told what they could and could not do and just a lot of religious stuff both of them tended to avoid. Then, they had to have an interview with a priest and this was particularly nerve wracking for Javi because although he knows how to be professional, he doesn’t like the pressure the idea of being told no presents. Typically, this is a step he skips, but in this instance, he could not. They had to bring two witnesses, and Javi brought another agent he went out with a lot (not Steve, because Steve hadn’t come yet), and she brought a girl she went to school with for a little when she arrived in Colombia. Everything went well, and for two Sundays, Javi and her sat in the church pews and listened as a the priest announced to the public that they were to be married and ask if anyone had any objections to this union. No one did, unsurprisingly, because no one really knew who they were, and they were set.
Their actual wedding day was a satisfying end to a hectic six weeks. There were only a hand full of people there, because Javi wasn’t keen on the idea of this being public knowledge like that because he worried about her safety, but it didn’t really matter to her at all. She was just happy to be marrying him. He wore a black suit and she wore a simple, conservative-enough white dress. They had no party, and they didn’t ask anyone to come over after. They slid the rings onto each other’s fingers, and then they thanked the people who came, and they went home and called their parents and told them they did it.
Chucho talked to her for the first time, and she told him about how much she loved his son and how she hoped to met him, and Javi talked to her mom for the first time. He told her how lovely her daughter was, how excited he was to be her marido and promised he would be nothing but good to her so long as he lived. They were filled to the brim with promise and hope, and they only wanted to share it with each other and the two people who they knew loved them maybe more than they loved one another.