The biggie sis is finally married off… Happily, I must add.
In fact, today’s the day she flies off for her honeymoon.
Amid all the fanfare, and all the business of blood red roses, creeping vines, gold ribbons, posies, fancy heavy gowns, song choices, matchy-matchy dresses, make up, photos, pre-prepared speeches, we managed to survive the entire weekend… No serious hiccups, nothing. Nothing to dampen the mood of the wedding.
It was a beautiful event.
I had the privilege of being the impromptu maid-of-honour @ the church. I stood next to my sis, in a matchy-matchy bridesmaid dress (all her arrangement, of cos), and I could feel her joy as she worshipped God and listened to the exaltation from her pastor. Felt like I was giving her away too!
How long she waited for this day, I wouldn’t know. She never talks about this sort of thing to me. Nevertheless, I thank God for the few extra years I spent with her (after mommie sis got married and moved out). Cos I never used to be close to my biggie sis. I mean, I loved her and all, but I was always a bit afraid of her, and I’d never tell her things the way I’d tell mommie sis.
Things change when you’re sharing the same bedroom and bathroom.
I learnt to know her a bit better, understand her a bit better, be a bit more involved in her life. And I managed to give her a meaningful gift in the chapel that afternoon. A big change from before, when I would never know what she wants.
I’ve started to miss having her around at home, and in the room. If she married before mommie sis, I wouldn’t have felt it this much, i think.
- No more biggie sis to shout “XIN!” to wake me up in the mornings. (1 shout is all it takes.)
- No more biggie sis to squeeze in the train with me to Raffles Place.
- No more biggie sis to scold me for letting dad buy breakfast and carry it.
- No more biggie sis to fine me $5 for leaving the wireless on overnight.
- No more biggie sis to make iced orange cordial for dinner.
- No more biggie sis to stone in front of the tv with.
- No more biggie sis to come into the room every evening saying , “hey! there’s a stranger in my room!” (She’s a funny sister, she is.)
I’m glad she found the ww. (I don’t think it’s polite to mention his full nickname here.) Can’t imagine any other person who complements her so well. Plus, he’s really good to us. ***BONUS PTS***
Now that her wedding is over and she’s happily living in her fancy-shmancy apartment with her husband, the rest of us are recovering from the exhaustion of that weekend. Just yesterday, our laundry finally started coming back. Heh.
But the wedding thing doesn’t seem to stop there.
Everyone assumes that because my sister is married, it will be my turn soon. And this time, I don’t have the excuse of being a student… Just the very valid reason of being too poor to afford a wedding or a flat (that no one else really cares about). Oh, and the fact that I still feel very young and want to do more things with my life before I think of settling down (which also doesn’t stick in the minds of people much).
On top of that, I’m coming into that age where my friends are starting to tie the knot. Went for 2 weddings already, 2 are engaged (according to their facebook profiles), a couple of others are planning their weddings, 1 of them is planning to propose. Some are telling me to settle down. Including my boss, who is still single (which is a bit of a double standard if you ask me).
To be very frank, the fact that I’m attached to someone I love very dearly and who loves me very dearly, isn’t a good enough reason for me to rush into marriage. Couples in my church do tend to marry quite young, but I’m uncomfortable with that. Marrying at 24, 25, 26? Not such a good idea. I know myself and I’d still be indecisive, immature and rash.
“Divorce, is not an option.”
That’s the church’s view. That’s my view. There’s no way I’d ever want to be divorced. It’s even more painful than a normal break up, so I’d wanna really consider if I want to get into marriage, and whether I’m even ready for it. The long term commitment thing still daunts me.
I’m sure though, that when I finally decide to get into it, it’ll be quite an experience. And I’d be really happy to do it… Spending the rest of my life with the one person I can fully trust and lean on… The thought puts a smile on my face.
