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 13 days

Our home

I woke up in a cloud of negativity. The dream was upsetting. I had also missed service entirely. 

Meeting R for lunch helped. We had drinks and then went over to our new place. His parents came over too. We cleaned up the place, wiped the surfaces and threw away the random stuff that the previous owner had left behind.

R and I headed down to Leisure Park in the evening to look at refrigerators and washing machines. We couldn’t decide which to get and decided that we should get dinner instead. And off to Aston’s we went.

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.

Countdown 15 days

The Big Day

Because of the deadlines at work and the arrival of our flat, I have given little thought to the wedding. I suppose, in a way, it’s good. But there are still some things I have to do and I should get down to them. 

1. Arrange transport of decor items

2. Type out decor details for church and cafe

3. Brief wedding helpers, specifically Rash, Cheryl, Joel Tan, Audrey, Alex, and Joel Seah on decor details

4. Brief secondary photographer

5. Write my wedding vow

6. Write my speech

7. Pay the deposit for the cafe

8. Book accommodation in Taiwan via Shopback

9. Trim the macrame piece to desired length

10. Clear and tidy up my bedroom

It’s 7.36pm now and I’m on my way back home. R has arranged for the food tasting by the caterer and we’ve asked the groomsmen and bridesmaids to gather with us. It’s not full attendance though, as Murali is overseas, Mel is overseas and Rash has a packed schedule. 

I’ll be meeting Rash tomorrow anyway, and it’s not because of tonight. It was planned way ahead of this rather impromptu gathering. I know R wouldn’t call it impromptu. A week’s notice is seemingly more than enough for him. We’re just different like that. I like plans for my days, he’s laissez faire in his ways. It took some time (and disagreements) for both of us to get used to the other. We understand each other a lot better now (we’d better!) and can even laugh at our differences.

Marriage will probably cause more of our differences to surface but hey, by God’s grace, we will be okay.

Countdown 18 days

Our home

R and I dropped by the flat last night for a quick check. We brought our renovator with us so that he could see the place for himself and better advise us on what to do. We initially arranged for us to see the flat 7.30pm but it was delayed till 9.00pm because the seller was at her new place waiting for late deliveries.

We met her again today at HDB for the completion of the sale and to collect the keys. It all went okay except that she left HDB without passing us the keys. We had to go make payment for fire insurance and when we came back, she was gone! When I called and asked if we could meet to get the keys, I was informed that she was already on the road! I requested that she turn back. That was slightly unsettling and the worry wart in me started to fester. Anyway, we received the keys eventually and now we can start work on the flat!

Our own place – this feels surreal.