Who doesn’t cry at weddings? I know I always do. Well, I’ve only been to a couple of wedding ceremonies, when two of my closest and dearest friends got married, and I cried buckets of tears in both.
A really good friend of mine, Ivy, got married yesterday to one of the nicest and humblest guy I know, Jun. It was a really joyous occasion. But I was dubbed Ms. OA of the Night (OA means over acting) because tears just kept on pouring, non-stop, even when we were singing our hearts out to the tune of Livin La Vida Loca at the after party (there is a bit of exaggeration to that). But I can tell you a dozen of reasons why we cry at weddings. Or at least why I cried in theirs. And it may sound mushy and corny when I look back at it, but when I was in that moment, I can’t help but be engulfed in my emotions and the only way of release is to let go of the tears.