7 years ago today Yasu and I got married at the registry office in Perth. My mum came in for a few minutes to be a witness and left just as quickly in a dour mood, while my sister waited in the car for my mum.
We had 2 uni friends there, one were witnessing and doing the photography.
Even though my family live in Perth, none of them came because I chose to wear a blue wedding dress – my then favourite colour – instead of white. I hate white, and I still do. I never wanted to be the same as everyone else, I like colour and so does Yasu, and I wanted to remember my wedding day wearing the colour I love, not wearing a colour I hate.
I also didn’t want a big wedding (which further grated on my family) because I’m quite shy when it comes down to it, and walking down an aisle with people looking at me is not my idea of fun – in fact it really made me feel anxious, so that’s why we decided to do it at the registry office, which was the best choice.
We had our photo’s taken in the Japanese gardens at Perth Zoo, and then we went out for Chinese with our Singaporean friends.
We stayed at Burswood Resort Casino on our wedding night, and then just over a year later we took our 1 month honeymoon in Japan.
I’m proud to say that we did it our way, and we are still happy with how the day went. I love my photo’s, I love the dress I wore, and I love Yasu more than ever.
Now, 7 years later, looking back on that day – how young we were but so full of optimism. I don’t feel so young anymore, in fact today I’m 32. We got married on my 25th birthday. But I still feel that sense of optimism about the future.
Yasu has stood by me through major illnesses for the past 7 years, he’s been my #1 supporter. He’s stood by me through the thick and thin, the better and worse. We’ve had our fights, our make-ups, our happy times and our sad times.
Through it all though, he has been my rock. He continues to encourage me, support me, love me for who I am and all my good and bad points equally.
I love him even though sometimes he makes me mad or sad, I love him because he works hard every day for our life. I love him because he understands me better than anyone else. I love him because he’s unique, because he loves my cooking, and because I have never been so close to anyone as I am to Yasu.
I try to be a good wife, though I’m not sure if I am. But I love him for all his plusses and minuses, I love looking after him and I try to be his soft place to fall when he comes home from a hard day at work. No matter what the circumstance, I always try to view him through compassionate eyes. His joys are my joys, his sadness my sadness.
I didn’t know when I got married that every day after our wedding day I would fall deeper and deeper in love with Yasu. I didn’t realise that I would love him more and more each day, but I do. Our relationship is still a learning experience every day, but I’m so grateful that I found Yasu. I think he’s the most amazing person I have ever met, and he’s truly my best friend.
It doesn’t feel like 7 years, it’s just gone by like zippity zip. I wonder if the next 7 years will be this fast? I was the girl who never wanted to get married, and now here I am, married for 7 years already, it feels surreal.






