The day I become Mrs. B@bs has finally arrived.
It never really crossed my mind that this day will finally come, up until a year ago. Sure, I had day dreams of my fairytale wedding but I was jaded enough to believe that day dreams will always remain just that, a dream. Despite being the hopeless romantic and a big time day dreamer that I am, I have never seen myself going this far but I did. I know this post, these words, won’t give justice to this so much love and joy in me but I’ll give it a try anyway.
I must admit, I started building dreams of happy-ever-afters not long after G and I started going out. He was not what I expected (stereotyped, more like it) an Ang Moh or a man of the world would be. I expected indifference (which he surely showed me in our early dates) but he is sensitive and has a soft heart. I surely can see the ‘jerk’ in him which his good friends lovingly pointed out to me but he was never afraid to show me that softie side of him. I don’t know where I got this idea that Westerners are too independent that they ‘forget’ their families but I can saw that he wasn’t that kind. I was told before that in order for me to know how a guy will treat me, I should look at how he treats his mom – and no questions asked, he was great with his mom. And somehow he has restored my faith in men. True, I did not have that much experience to know how men (in general) are like but from what I saw from my friends and what little experience I had, men are not to be trusted and they will just cause me heartbreak. But with G I feel and know it’s different.
Everything that happened that day felt surreal. It was dreamlike, standing there beside the man I love, the man I was telling the whole universe about, the man I was secretly praying to God to be mine. That day was a dream come true. Everything felt right. Everything was perfect. It was just on that day that I realized that it’s not the gown, flowers nor the make-up that make a wedding perfect, it’s the union of two individuals, destined to be together, promising to each other in front of God, family and friends to make it to forever.
Warning: This post is all mush and cheese. You need something to wash it down with. A tea perhaps? 🙂
“I wanna marry you because you’re the first person that I want to look at when I wake up in the morning and the only one I wanna kiss goodnight. Because the first time that I saw these hands, I couldn’t imagine not being able to hold them. But mainly, when you love someone as much as I love you, getting married is the only thing left to do. So will you… um… marry me?” Will Hayes on Definitely Maybe
I don’t know about you but when I was younger I have always
dreamed wondered about how my wedding will be like, who I am spending my whole life with and how the proposal will be. I imagined the proposal to be done in that perfect setting (it changes from time to time though, depends on the current mood/trend/like :P), made by the ‘man of my dreams’ (still faceless until last year ^_^), and then the ‘and they live happily every after’ follows. But as I grew older those daydreams were forgotten, finding ‘The One’ was just something that I believe others could have but not me, became obsessed with That-Job-That-Will-Define-Me and everything else in between. But (prepare for much cheesiness) when I met The One, the Man of My Dreams, my Superman – everything changed, being with my Soulmate has become my first priority.