Attended one of my best friend's brother's wedding today. It was beautiful.
The church ceremony was so simple and so sweet. The reception was very grand and the food was very good.
I've known the groom since I was small. He, his sister and I were childhood friends. We've all seen each other grow up. We've seen each other during our awkward puberty phase, pre-puberty phase, Sunday School days. And to see him now as a married man. So surreal.
Dressed up a little for the dinner. Decided to go with an Old Hollywood hairdo. And I really loved it. Wish I could keep my hair curled that way permanently :P
Met so many church friends from when I was young. Aunties, uncles. Everyone kept asking how old I am and if I'm seeing anyone and they were mentally calculating how long they'd have to wait for a wedding invitation it was very amusing to watch.
I know I keep telling myself that I may not get married and that I may not meet the right person but one day I really, really, hope I do meet the right man and I hope we do get married.
I hope he writes me poetry and sings for me. I hope he feels for me as I (since we're talking future tense here) would for him.
I know when the time is right God will eventually allow us to meet so until then, fingers crossed!
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