Kijana & Aundra-All Smiles
Below are the lyrics of the song Kijana
wrote for Aundra and sang to him as her brother, El'Ray Wiseman,
escorted her down the isle.
Click Here to see Kijana sing her original Wedding
Song
as she walked down the isle to Aundra!
RELAX, BREATHE,
I LOVE YOU
Written and sung
by Kijana Wiseman
for Aundra Fusilier
on their Wedding Day,
May 12, 2001
Relax, breathe...
...I love you...
Relax, breathe...
...I'm here
I know you believe
I love you,
So relax, breathe
my dear.
The music of my heart is a song
for you,
I hear it every time you are near...
I never thought I'd meet someone quite like you
So I thank God you are here.
I've traveled 'round this world
looking for a love
as natural and as tender as a sigh
And now you've come along, sent from God above
to offer me a love that will not die.
Now, relax, breathe...I love
you...
Relax, breathe...
...I care
I know you believe I love you,
So relax, breathe...
... my dear.
Because you are my Adam, and
I your Eve
And you are the love of my life,
I'll cherish every moment as I receive
Your open heart as I become your wife
I've waited all my life for that
someone who
Would treat me as a lover and a friend
Now, deep in my heart I know that it is you
And on this note our new life can begin...
Yes, relax, breathe...
...I love you...
Relax, breathe...
...my dear.
God has conceived this love for you,
So just relax, breathe ...
...I'm here.
© 2001, Kijana Wiseman
Fusilier
The wedding dance:
Donny Hathaway on CD
singing "You Belong to Me"
COMMENT FROM AUNDRA:
"I am so lucky, so blessed, to find that one special
nugget, that one little diamond, just a happy person, bouncing
around with a Houston Press that day...we are divinely
matched ...and now we can live happily ever after."
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When Kijana met Aundra...
Wednesday, August 19, 1998.
6-8pm @ Chianti on South Post Oak Lane,
The Galleria - Houston, Texas, USA
The Houston Symphony and KUHF-FM
were hosting one of their special Wednesday night "Classical
Encounters for Singles" receptionyou know the scriptplenty
of free food, great live music and folk from the symphony asking
you to subscribe. It was noisy and the line at the pasta bar
was filled with bright eyes looking for their next challenge
while athletic lips attempted to make interesting conversation.
Aundra Fusilier was sitting at the bar, having somehow
managed not to get a "HELLO, MY NAME IS..." sticker
on his chest. He had come because he was considering buying season
tickets to the symphony and had been invited by the salesperson.
He was not really talking with anyone, just quietly sitting on
his stool, sipping a lemon water, listening to the music and
people-watching.
Kijana Wiseman, (also known
on the national college circuit as "The Griot") was there for the buffetbut refuses
to stand in line for foodso she found herself in a booth
chatting with a friend named Judy Roe (whom she had just happened
to run into). Judy commented on how delish Aundra looked sitting
at the bar, but Kijana pooh-poohed her attempts at match-making,
saying she had not come there for that. After Judy left in search
of more sparkling conversation, Kijana picked up a copy of the
Houston Press, and began to read while sipping her third glass
of tonic water disguised in a huge double-martini glass (so no
one would try to buy her a "real" drink).
There was nothing really riveting
in the paper, but as Kijana started to leave, she noticed that
the line at the pasta buffet had died and the quartet was playing
a familiar tune. She made a small plate and was humming with
the next tune when "the most beautiful bass-baritone voice
in the world" said from behind her shoulder "Mmmmmm...that
looks tasty."
Kijana turned and looked up.
There, 6 inches from her face, were the deep dark brown eyes
of the man of her dreams, smiling softly and gazing romantically
...at the food on her plate.
So she fed him. And they talked. They talked for 5 hours, closing
down Chianti's, Eat Z's across the street and finally the parking
lot at 1am.
"That night," said
Kijana, "the synergy was like no other first date in our
lives--and we're not teenagers, so that says a lot! It was like
we had known each other all our lives--strange, a bit scary--
and wonderfully familiar. Divine guidance."
On her way home, Kijana called
her mother, Mary Wiseman and told her "I know the man I'm
going to marry!" ...then proceeded to tell her all about
Aundra--how he grew up in Kashmere Gardens, less than a mile
from her mom's house; how he liked classical music and was a
former football player with St. Thomas High then for the University
of South Carolina while earning a degree in business; how he
was an IRS auditor and how--like her-- he was the eldest in his
family and how, like her, he was also in Chianti's bar drinking
water instead of alcohol.
Twenty minutes later--when Mrs. Wiseman could get a word in--she
agreed that Aundra did indeed sound exceptional. But she was
surprised that Kijana hadn't talked about marriage--or even mentioned
anyone named Aundra at all "...and you usually tell me everything!"
...so she asked how long they had known each other.
You can imagine her surprise
when Kijana told her that they had just met 5 hours ago! Mary's
protestations for caution, however, were countered by Kijana
reminding her that her father, El'Ray Wiseman, had announced
that Mary was the woman he was going to marry--while he was shaking
her hand as her uncle Henry introduced them.
"I guess I'm like my daddy."
Kijana shrugged as she got off the cellphone. "I can't explain
it. He is the one. I just know, and if I can't marry him, I want
to marry someone just like him!"
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