It took us a looonng while to decide. It was a mad rush where Mal’s visa was approved 2 days prior to our departure. Since we touched down Singapore, we were out almost everyday. Shopping with the bride-to-be for dresses, shoes, accessories. Rushing for appointments with hairdresser, beautician and wedding planner. We hardly had time to catch up with our sleep and recover from our jet lag much less inform our friends about our returns.
The wedding went on smoothly and perfectly and was all so lovely and touching. The bride glowed with a radiance from within, the groom was all smiles despite a recent attack of chicken pox. A beautiful and handsome couple whom we know all our lives.
The day started early at 5.00 am. Mal was given the honour to open the wedding car door and later on had a rolling good time bouncing, dancing and wrecking havoc on the wedding bed, a Chinese tradition to bless the newly wed with a baby boy. The night wedding banquet was a grand one with close to 500 relatives, friends and guests. It was a night of fun, laughter, tears and yum sengs. I was touched and emotional. Tears rolled down uncontrollably on a few occasions,
when my sister gave a speech
when I saw her walked down the aisle
when the presentation video I did for the couple was played (a 5 min photo montage which took me months to do)
I realised that all these meant so much to me, to be here together with my family and everyone else, preparing for this big day and giving my blessing to this special couple.
I believe I will look back one day, probably when I am much older, peaceful with myself simply because I made the decision to go through the hassle, spent the money and borne with the short separation with Daddy.
The choice wouldn’t be so clear if not for Daddy’s wise words
Money cannot buy Happiness.
When you can, spent it.