Two steps forward, one step backwards
A friend emailed me his wedding photos today. They were nicely taken though I chided him for not smiling more! Maybe its with guys and taking photos. Most guys I know flitched at the idea of taking photos, let alone wedding photos. heh.
Ever fantasized about the "perfect wedding" when you were young? The kind of wedding gown you imagine yourself donning, the bouquet of flowers you'll carry, the kind of wedding reception you've have, the grand church building where you will take your vows, and most importantly, the prince charming in the shinning armour standing next to you gazing deeply into your eyes as you exchanged vows.
I'm not ashamed to admit I had and I think I still do..
In my young mind back then, I weaved the perfect wedding fantasy. I saw myself laughing with much abandon on what I believed to be my happiest day. I imagined my future, my life with the man I marry. I thought of names for the beautiful kids we would have, the kind of house we would stay in and the time we would spend as a happy family of four.
Do all these make me a hopeless romantic?
I've lost count of the number of weddings I have attended since graduation. My peers are getting married one after another. Am I getting old or is this the "age" where people deem perfect for tying the knot? Afterall at 24, you can't exactly be called young anymore, and not being young anymore means finding someone to settle down with, or so said the relatives you meet at family gatherings. bLAH.
My cousin who turned 30 recently told my aunt that she's given up on men and does not wish to date/ marry. She wants a life of independence, without any marital or family commitments. I could detect worrying signals from mum as she was telling me about this cousin, like she was afraid I'll follow her footsteps. haha!
Hmm.. would I?
Honestly I don't know. I believe in marriage, and that it is God's gift for those whom He had not destined to remain single. I would love to have a loving husband, be a loving wife and have beautiful kids.
Que Sera Sera.
Well, I guess I can always be god-ma to my friends' kids!
Ever fantasized about the "perfect wedding" when you were young? The kind of wedding gown you imagine yourself donning, the bouquet of flowers you'll carry, the kind of wedding reception you've have, the grand church building where you will take your vows, and most importantly, the prince charming in the shinning armour standing next to you gazing deeply into your eyes as you exchanged vows.
I'm not ashamed to admit I had and I think I still do..
In my young mind back then, I weaved the perfect wedding fantasy. I saw myself laughing with much abandon on what I believed to be my happiest day. I imagined my future, my life with the man I marry. I thought of names for the beautiful kids we would have, the kind of house we would stay in and the time we would spend as a happy family of four.
Do all these make me a hopeless romantic?
I've lost count of the number of weddings I have attended since graduation. My peers are getting married one after another. Am I getting old or is this the "age" where people deem perfect for tying the knot? Afterall at 24, you can't exactly be called young anymore, and not being young anymore means finding someone to settle down with, or so said the relatives you meet at family gatherings. bLAH.
My cousin who turned 30 recently told my aunt that she's given up on men and does not wish to date/ marry. She wants a life of independence, without any marital or family commitments. I could detect worrying signals from mum as she was telling me about this cousin, like she was afraid I'll follow her footsteps. haha!
Hmm.. would I?
Honestly I don't know. I believe in marriage, and that it is God's gift for those whom He had not destined to remain single. I would love to have a loving husband, be a loving wife and have beautiful kids.
Que Sera Sera.
Well, I guess I can always be god-ma to my friends' kids!
posted by Shazza at Wednesday, August 25, 2004
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