A reason behind the season

It is very hard to dissect the emotions.

While I would have hoped to be there to share in her happiness on that very special day, I am also kind of glad I wasn't invited. I would imagine that it would have been rather awkward. Time would have been difficult to pass. I would have felt lonely.

And yes, that is not what church weddings are supposed to be about.

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When I met her in Feb this year at another friend's wedding, she had claimed that all those who were present then would be invited to her wedding.

Oh well. I had taken her word for it, and had been anticipating it, with a fretful heart and intense worry.

Fretful heart and intense worry, because I was sure I was going to feel awkward again. Maybe it was my imagination, but the truth stays, untarnished in our memories.

We were very good friends in JC. The four, five of us. But we 'broke up' after that.

We broke up because of my childishness and foolishness. We never patched up.

The last time I met them was a year after we graduate from JC, in a pizza restaurant in the basement of Forum. I remember it had felt awkward. I remember we were friendly strangers.
I, with the four of them.

We never saw each other again after that.

Occasionally I would see Y since we were from the same student group. We won't talk much.

Once in a blue moon, I would chance into N but there aren't really that many blue moons.

Come to think of it, maybe I won't get to see them ever again in this lifetime...except for Y who I probably have to invite to my wedding.

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It was an unnecessary worry period for me, on my part.

You see, I had taken her word for it, that I would have been invited to her reception and had been worrid because I had not really thought of inviting her to my reception.

So really, I am glad she striked me out of her list.

I would have been happy for her anyhow. We were good friends and we are still, loosely, friends. And I am sure that status will stay for a lifetime.

The fact is, for a while I had been really upset about losing them.

And yes, while I still am, I look forward to the closer friendships I had fostered in exchange, how I had changed because of that misunderstanding.

So really, all things in life happen for a reason.

Some people are really only in your life for a season.