With reference to a scene from the trailer of the wedding trailer, there were more than 1 comment on the incredible feat of carrying then-Ms Khoo. Well done, and much applause to Mr Wong's performance.
The wedding memories are still fresh from being just slightly a week old into the marriage. The garden setting was beautiful, people were mostly punctual except for the unforeseen traffic hiccup, and everything was just smooth and good. No butterflies in the stomach, no jitters, no nervousness. I was a steady baby, right up to the moment when I was standing in front of the crowd waiting to step out with my dad.
It was my moment to savor in. Once, that's it. I took my time to walk down the aisle, trying to capture the faces of the people I love, smile at them, give a casual wave. It was always what I wanted. No formal strides or solemn parades. Just a walk-down-memory-lane kinda thing surrounded by people I cared enough to have them there with me.
The transition from Ms Khoo to Mrs Wong took all of 10 seconds or less for each critical person to sign on the marriage certificate; the entire understanding of it will take a lifetime. The song dedicated to the parents were so choked with emotions that a colleague thought I kept forgetting the lines (duh). But like a sister said, the song was beautiful because of the emotions.
It was probably one of the shortest wedding celebrations that most people ever attended (we ended before 9pm!), people started leaving early, and the ending was well, kinda haphazard. But it made me appreciate everything more; the friends who stayed, the family that stuck around to pack while we relaxed with friends, the parents who swallowed whatever bit of mismatch of expectations they had. It was all that mattered at the end of the day.
Objectively AND subjectively, this has gotta be the most beautiful wedding I've attended to date. Cheers to Mr & Mrs Wong :)
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