As I was taking off this dress I wore in the wedding, I could see those tears about to fall now. I wasn’t that fast though…couldn’t stop them from falling. I went to pick up my shoes from the door step but I’d noticed my face was already soaking wet with tears. The scene from earlier flashbacked. Happy and excited faces I could see on everyone. They asked the couple to go on stage. I got cold feet and started to feel like butterflies had run amok in my tummy. I held on to his hand tighter. He gave me that kind of look as if he was trying to say, "not a good thing to say you’re backing out!" I try to give out one phony smile and I was led by him to the stage. It seemed an endless queue of people wanting to greet us. Food was on every table. Visitors and guests were enjoying their share of all these delectable dishes. But nothing seemed to favor my palate. I just wanted to go home. Away from it all. I saw myself in the car. When it halted in a full stop and I heard a voice, "Here we are!", that’s when I suddenly got back to my senses. I won’t be attending another wedding anymore unless it’s mine grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
January 2008
