Roz Remembers...

Salam...

I still remember very vividly on how I started my new chapter of life 7 years ago (1 Jan 2003)... I was anxious, elated and looking forward the moment I'd be called Mrs. Azlan...

Being married of course change your life 270 degrees (another 90 will still be the same for some ppl like me :) I learn new skills esp the one in the kitchen dept (my mom is a good cook, ok... can you blame me?), share bed with a guy (psst, being the only daughter I am) and few thousand things that I have to give and take with this particular person... Yeah, there were moments we couldn't stand each other because of some silly disagreements, but it was merely looking things from different perspectives...

I remembered my wedding preparations... Gosh! most people dread doing those things, from wedding dress, to catering, then the decos, the gifts (hantaran).. yada, yada, yada...

I was lucky (was I?) as I was thousands kilometers away from home, and all were done thru numerous phone calls, emails to approve invitation card's designs, and selecting gifts from Ebay... I think I've spent a lot of my then-scholarship money on phone cards and payphone... Urrghh, such a waste.

My then husband-to-be , my BFFs, my parents, siblings helped a lot! When I said a lot, yup.. without them, I would just come back home and got married in one of the masjids, and that's it!

Instead, I came back, did some fittings on my wedding dress (I encountered some chaotic moments, too) and voila! I was ready to get married with all the preps were smoothly planned by them... nice isn't it? So to all who have helped me, my gratitude is boundless. You've made my day!

The first 2 years of our marriage was somewhere across the ocean, away from the family, away from the friends that I could easily turn to if I have issues with my husband. Come to think of it, it was actually the best thing happened to us... We don't let other people meddle in our lives, we learn accepting each others' flaws, idiosyncracies and there were times we faced financial lackings, we never gave in, didn't call both parents to seek help. We just let things went easy... Alhamdulillah, that was precious...

We live to learn, and I learn how to be the best chef of the house (like we have more than 2 people staying with us!) But yeah, I wasn't ashamed to parade my food when there were gatherings, islamic classes or organizing lunch/ dinner at our place... I salute myself for that, hehehe...

So while I look back at those 7 years of happy moments and obstacles, I'd like to look forward for another 7 years and beyond with my wonderful, loved one... Azlan Mohammad, Insya Allah.

B, Happy 7th anniversary... I love you to zillions!

7 years and counting... aminnn!