In May last year, I was back in my home country (on the other side of the world to where I live with my husband in his country) to visit family and friends. As part of my grand tour of catching up, we met with two good friends from university, who had hooked up long after our campus days and were newly engaged to be married. We chatted and laughed over coffees, and they updated us on some of their wedding plans: their idea to have a decorative stack of cheese wheels instead of a traditional wedding cake, booking a photo booth (although their popularity for weddings was on the rise, I was yet to experience one!), and that another good friend of ours from university was even becoming ordained as a celebrant just so she could marry the two of them. So much fun!
After our cafe jaunt, we headed to a group picnic with a larger group of friends from college. Later, when everyone was heading home, the bride pulled me discretely aside and said with a smile, “Um, I didn’t want to ask in front of everyone, but I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about who I want to be part of my wedding, and who would be in my big-day posse. And I wondered if you would be one of my bridesmaids!” Continue reading