The day

The Big Day

7.56am: Finished my make up. Now doing my hair.

… *cue frogs croaking

So my plan to work on a post throughout the day failed. Terribly, I must add. Because I didn’t have my phone with me after doing my hair all the way until just before dinner, there was no way for me to blog at all. Haha!

But I’m glad it happened the way it did. Without a phone, I was completely immersed in the moment. I also didn’t feel rushed or stressed because I just went with the flow. Our friends took care of everything, from keeping time and ushering us from place to place to setting up the rooms we were to use and ensuring that people and things were all in the right place at the right time.

There were funny moments though, like in the morning when I realised that my bouquet was already brought downstairs before the stems were properly trimmed to the right length, and later in the afternoon at the hotel when R realised that the shirt he was supposed to wear for dinner wasn’t in the room.

I’m not complaining though. The entire day was simply lovely and everything went so smoothly. I really enjoyed my wedding day and I’m so, so thankful for our friends who helped to make it happen.


Countdown 1 day

The Big Day

One day!

Yesterday, we went to collect the suits and gowns. We got the time mixed up, our appointment was scheduled at 2pm but we thought it was at 12 noon.

It was 3-plus by the time we were done at the studio. R went to get contact lenses while I headed home first.

The flowers came shortly after I reached home. Audrey also arrived and together with my parents, we started on bundling the flowers for the aisle.


I woke up at 8.45am to dark skies and rain. It was a wet, wet morning. It cleared up by the afternoon. 

Flowers, decor, final briefing, pompoms, dinner at 10pm, then home at close to midnight.

It’s 2.21am. I’m finally in bed. I need to get up at 6am. Time to sleep.

Countdown 3 days

The Big Day

Ok so I missed two posts.

Monday was just me going to work, trying to finish my work and then meeting my parents for dinner.

Tuesday was… eventful. I rushed to finish my work and with God’s help and providence, I did. There is still work (there always is) but at least I got the most pressing materials done.

The church rehearsal in the night went well. Cheryl, Alex, Joel (Seah) and both our parents came down. Jon, Raymond and the rest of the worship team were there to do sound checks and practise the songs. Pastor Tay was there to walk us through the solemnisation procedure.

It all ended about 11pm and I was more exhausted than I expected myself to be.

It’s 8.25am now and I’m on my way to Bedok South to meet R so that we can catch a cab to ROM.

How we got ourselves in Bedok South is quite a story. The short version is that I realised only at midnight that we needed a “signed invitation to solemnise form” for today’s appointment at ROM. I had no clue what it was, asked R and he then realised it was a form that we had to download and get Pastor Tay to sign. (We also realised that we needed the photocopies of both our fathers’ NRICs!) All these at midnight. Since our appointment at ROM was scheduled for 8am, we could only pray and hope that Pastor Tay (and my dad) will be up before 8am so that we could get the necessary documents. That was how R ended up going to Bedok South – because of a signature.

Update at 7.25pm: So this morning, we successfully collected the marriage certificate and I managed to get into office without being too late.

I’m now on my way to Siglap to meet R for dinner. We also need to remind the respective eateries of our photo shoot this Saturday.

Countdown 6 days

Our home, The Big Day

At service this morning, a number of people went up to share their testimonies. Among them was a couple who had two consecutive ectopic pregnancies, Joy Sing (who shared about God’s faithfulness in her life), the brother of a lady who recently passed away due to cancer, Alvin (who testified of God’s faithfulness in his studies and work), and Lyvia (who revealed how God transformed her life).

It was a very moving experience, listening to these personal stories. And I realised that just a week ago, I felt prompted to share but had brushed away the thought, thinking that there wasn’t going to be an upcoming opportunity. Little did I know.

I chided myself as I sat there. But as I listened to their stories, I was encouraged. I was also reminded of the many incidents in my life where God protected and provided for me.

R and I met up with YY for lunch. He then drove us to Oxley Bizhub to see lights and curtains at Azora.

We stayed a while, talked to their consultants and left without making any purchases. We followed YY to Serangoon to pick up Cherry and then went for dinner.

Countdown 7 days

Our home, The Big Day

Yesterday after Good Friday service, we met up with Joel and Alexia. He’s helping us with the photo montage. We met them for coffee and pancakes at Coffee Academics.

In the evening, R and I walked down the rest of Orchard Road and went into Courts to look at household appliances. We came out an hour later with two pendant lamps instead. We might return for the refrigerator.

This morning, I gave my parents a preview of how the copper frame would look dressed up. It’s looking pretty! Even if I do say so myself.

The afternoon was spent at our new place. The electricians were here to fix up the wiring and we had also arranged for the mattress and bed frame to be delivered. R had also requested the town council to collect and dispose of the bulky items we didn’t want.

It was past nine by the time the electricians left. We cleaned up the place, enjoyed some air con and headed home.

Countdown 10 days

The Big Day

A letter to my 19-year-old self:

You don’t know this but ten years from today, you’re ten days away from your wedding day. You worked late today and then went to meet your fiance for dim sum at Geylang.

Ten years does seem like a long time. Your ideal age to get married is before 25, so you might not be very pleased to know that you’re getting married only at 29. I will not justify any age to be the “right age” for marriage but what I will say is that choosing the man you will marry is one of the most important decisions you will ever make. Don’t screw this up. Open your eyes and be honest with yourself. If you know you should not stay, be brave and leave.

You will meet plenty of men along the way. Some will treat you well but you don’t feel the chemistry. Some will take some time before either of you realises an attraction. Where you are now, you haven’t yet met this wonderful man you will marry but in time to come, you will. Be patient.

At this time, you’re working in church and still unsure whether you will be accepted into a local university. You have just experienced God in many different ways and He has revealed himself real to you. Hold tight to your faith. Hold onto your testimony. There are people who need to hear your story. I won’t tell you if you made it to a local university but I can tell you that you enjoyed your studies and made great friends, one of whom will even become your bridesmaid. Wherever you are, share your story. Tell anyone who is willing to listen how God healed you of your bad wrist, how He spoke to you intimately through a text message, and how He is the reason you live.

You have made a few mistakes and did some wrongs. It may feel like the biggest regret of your life but you will soon learn that there are greater regrets. I say this not to scare you but to remind you that we have a Father whose mercies are new every morning. When you realise you have done wrong, tell God that you’re sorry. He forgives. When you’re fighting with your boyfriend, it’s okay to tell God that you don’t know what to do. When you’re crying yourself to sleep, it’s okay to tell God how much it hurts. He cares. He cares a lot more than you think He does.

Love your parents. Care for your father and mother. Tell them I love you. Mummy has strict curfews for you at this point, don’t fault her for it. You may feel like you’re missing out but soon you will realise that the friends who mind, don’t matter, and the ones who matter don’t mind. 

Not all your friends will stay the same. Some may not even stay. You will face disappointments, you may even be hurt. Just remember, humans are not perfect and cannot possibly be perfect while we are still here on earth. Even this wonderful man whom you will meet and marry is not perfect. He is just like you, full of flaws and quirks. The only one who is perfect is our Lord Jesus.

Life ahead seems uncertain. Don’t be afraid, you will be okay.

After all, ten years from today, you will be wolfing down prawn rolls and siew mai with your fiance in Geylang and discussing whether to pay a couple of foreign laborers to paint your house. 

I guess I forgot to mention, you just bought a house too. Told cha you’ll be okay.

Countdown 11 days

The Big Day

The whole day was wasted lying in bed. The cramps were so bad in the afternoon that I succumbed and took a panadol.

I’m thankful for all the people who have spent time with us and will be giving their time to help us with the wedding. But I still worry. I think I’m starting to feel the stress of the wedding. 

Feeling sorta teary today.

Countdown 14 days

The Big Day

Two weeks, people!

I stayed up till 4am to organise the actual day itinerary. It’s a lot neater now and individual roles are more clearly defined. But the lack of sleep made today a little hazy.

Rash and I dropped by Cafe Melba today. We discussed the decor and I made payment for the deposit. Then we headed to Brawn & Brains for their wonderful Oven Baked Molten Eggs with Avocado and Salmon. Delish.

We took a bus to Bugis, got bubble tea and walked around the malls. Today was one of the most chilled out Saturdays since the year started.

R came down to Bugis to meet me, and after dinner, we decided to head over to City Square Mall to look at furniture. R is still unwell but he sounded a lot better today.