I remember when one of my college buddies asked me to be the Best Man at his wedding, a few weeks from that day; we were all happy and excited when we found out that he was going to get married! And, of all the thoughts about what to wear, or what to do at the wedding, there was one particular thought that came to my mind: Who would be my +1?
A Sudden Encounter
Things happened in rapid succession that Matsuhara Takumi didn’t notice anything besides a civilian dressed Yoshikuni Kazuma walking towards him and Ishimaru Masato.
Masato walked a few steps ahead to meet Kazuma, and reached out his arm in greeting. Turning around, Masato silently signalled to Takumi to look behind him, and upon doing so, Matsuhara Takumi finally realized what happened– a group of girls had just entered the convenience store, and one of them was Matsuo Asuka.
Not more than a month since we started our relationship, my girlfriend asked me if I wanted to join her on their trip to South Korea, scheduled the following year. To those of you who know all too well how I’m not really a fan of overseas excursions, you can easily guess what my reply to her was.
One fine afternoon, I was about to give the traditional Best Man’s toast at my friend Pong’s wedding. It was the 28th of January, 2012, and as I held my phone where I had written my speech, I still couldn’t shake the feeling of nervousness one has when he’s about to speak in front of an audience. It wasn’t the first time I’d be doing this, but this.. this was definitely something else. This was a monumental event.
I take a deep breath, and I start talking…
This morning when I woke up, the first thing that I see is the poster at the foot of my bed. Technically, it’s not even a bed, for I sleep on the sofa. But there, in front of me, is a picture of my parents on their wedding day. My mother had me print that when I was in college. It was a letter to her from my father, and the background was a picture of their wedding kiss.
Today, is my parents’ wedding anniversary. This marks their 45th year together. This may seem unusual or amusing to some that we still count the anniversaries, but six years after my father’s passing, and I can still feel their love for each other.