"so, when is your turn fiona?"

the first wedding i've ever attended was my uncle's. i was a mere 4yrs and was a cute little flower girl.. then i grew a bit older and at 9, was again made flower girl..

weddings of aunties and uncles soon turned into cousins, and before i can even bat an eyelash, my very own brother is getting married! it somehow feels a whole lot different when one of your own flesh is geting married and moving on...

i went for a gown fitting with my bro and his fiance to help pick out the wedding dress. it was a fun process helping her pick the gowns. but in the midst of the fitting my pastor's wife would ask, "so, when is your turn fiona?" ...it doesnt help that the bride to be is merely a couple of months older and already getting hitched..

just when i thought my brother's fiance had finished with her fitting, she suggested i try bridemaid gowns! i was like "shucks!" suddenly the attention was switched to me. somehow i felt like a little kid trying to dress up in mummy's clothes... it didnt feel right. that feeling of being too young to be in this position.

it's scary how time just flies and my big kor kor is getting married and starting his own family. ...when i stepped out of the fitting room, questions and remarks started coming again. by this time my pastor and some aunty from church was there too and he asked the same question as his wife. everyone was asking "do you feel INSPIRED?! it'll be your turn soon!"

and as for me, i'm cringing inside wondering "so, when is MY turn fiona?" why must all aunties ALWAYS ask these sort of questions?! i know age is catching up but i still feel like daddy's little girl...