Weddings are bittersweet. You will be sitting and enjoying the festivities, singing the songs with the people you have grown up with, and suddenly it hits you and you get teary-eyed.
You think of these two people: a girl who is leaving a home in which she has lived all her life and a guy giving up space in his room and heart; it’s not his anymore but theirs. They are separated. They are excited. They are nervous and maybe a little scared. They are two strangers who are now bound to each other; they are partners for all of life. more than even themselves; they belong to each other.
Happy to now have someone to call their own for life. Scared if you will be able to like them or worse, if they won’t like you. Because no matter how much of a relationship you had, you didn’t live with each other, and if you had even lived with each other and lived in relationships, you didn’t exactly have that official stamp of life. Till death do us part.
It could be that you were in an amazing supportive relationship for even over a decade but did not last a year in marriage and it could be that you were strangers but stuck with each other through everything.
Yes, it’s about working in a relationship. Yes, it’s about love and yes, it’s about everything people think it is. But I believe there is destiny too, somewhere, somehow. There is a meant to be thing. And that’s why weddings are bittersweet because you could either know you were meant to be with this person or you realise you were not meant to be.
