My One Year ‘MRS’ Mark.

Can’t believe a whole year has flown by since Agent D and I said our “I dos” in the presence of God and all our loved ones.

The past year has been a surprisingly smooth journey for us (some have said that the first few years are the toughest?!). Perhaps it’s because we are living away from home in a foreign land and have only each other to lean on.

Throwback pictures to our wedding last year, 18 July 2015.

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Looking back at the pictures, I’m thankful for so many things — family, friends, Agent D and above all, God. God has been faithfully joining the dots in my life to create one beautiful story.


So how did we celebrate our 1st year anniversary in Jakarta??

Agent D has been particularly busy these few weeks (well actually he has always been busy) so we decided to keep things simple. We had dinner at Asuka Japanese Dining @ JW Marriott Hotel, not far from where we live.

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Anniversary date night at Asuka Japanese Dining.

I must say their salmon sashimi is one of the best I’ve tasted in Jakarta. It is apparently air-flown fresh from Japan. Prices were on the steeper end (ouch) but oh well a wedding anniversary is a once-in-a-year-kind-of-thing right. JUST SPEND.

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My highlight of the night (IDR 250K).

This post isn’t intended to be on Asuka so I won’t go into all the foodie details. That said, both Agent D and I had a lovely dinner accompanied with impeccable service.

Some food photos to make you hungry hee hee.

I heard Asuka’s lunch sets are pretty good and affordable. You may want to check those out! For the dinner menu, our bill  for two came out to about Rp 1.5 juta (just for your info). 🙂

Agent D has this habit of checking his phone every 5 seconds (ok maybe I’m exaggerating) during dinner, which annoys me when I’m excitedly recounting to him my highlights of the day. For our anniversary night, he made special effort not to touch his phone – which I really appreciated. Instead, I was the one guiltily taking out my phone to snap all the food pictures. :/ :/ :/

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Slurping up this cup of goodness – a mixture of lychee, mango, orange, and yoghurt.

Sadly, the restaurant didn’t have desserts on the menu. What’s an anniversary without some cake right! (The anniversary’s just an excuse actually…I was having cake cravings heh.) So anyway, we bought a slice of blueberry cheese cake from Marriott’s bakery to indulge my sweet tooth. ❤

Timely enough, I finally got down to getting our cross-stitch wedding portrait framed. It was a handmade gift from my helper (back in Singapore) to us for our wedding. Her half-blind sister in Philippines did up the background, while she sewed in the words and date.

Just look at the number of x-stitches involved…#effort indeed. How apt that it was ready for collection on our anniversary day itself, one year on.

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Cross-stitch wedding gift, 18 July 2015.

I can’t wait to hang it up in the new home! 🙂

Before signing off, I’d like to share this poem © By M.S.Lowndes:

God has said
That we should not
Live our lives alone
But to have someone
Close by our side
Together to make a home

He gave to me
Someone like you
So I could share my life
Together we stand,
Whatever may come,
With God’s love inside.

Thank you, Agent D, for not having me live my life alone. Thanks for sharing life and making a home together with me. With God’s love inside, here’s to many many more years ahead. x

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You’re my favourite sunflower!

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Of Weddings Back Home

When living away from home, I often miss out on birthday get-togethers, anniversary celebrations and of course, weddings of closed friends and family. With so many friends in my age bracket getting hitched every other week, it is almost impossible to fly down for every single one of them. 😦

But when I can, it is always a joy to witness a beautiful union of two people I hold dear. On top of that, I get to catch up with old friends at the wedding (given how our circle of friends often overlap in Singapore).

Throwback to the few weddings I managed to attend last year after moving to Jakarta:

Last Friday, I took a night flight back home for Hazel’s big day on Saturday. It was such a sweet lovely affair and I’m so glad I managed to make it.

I first met Hazel at Ovspring Developmental Clinic, where I was doing my summer clinical placement for 3 months. Hazel was an occupational therapist there and we hit it off really well, becoming fast friends. During our years of singledom, we spent quite a bit of time together – encouraging each other in the word and sharing our hearts.

Fast forward 6 years down, and here we are both married. AND Hazel is now a Mrs. D’Cruz!!! (What a cool surname heh.)

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#Mezel bridal party.

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With the beautiful bride.

Pardon the hugeee dark circles under my eyes. I was a walking half-zombie the entire day, having slept only 2 hours the night before and arriving at Hazel’s house at 6 a.m. in the morning. But it was well worth it. 🙂

Thankfully, I managed to take a quick power nap in between the church wedding and banquet dinner.

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Helping out at the reception table for the dinner banquet.

Coincidentally, I was put on the same table with my St. Marg’s senior, Hannah – whom I’ve not seen and talked to since graduation?! Singapore is such a small world really, with just 2 degrees of separation between most of us.

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With Hannah (who is expecting this August!!) and her husband, Fred.

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With the newly weds – Mr. and Mrs. D’Cruz.

Even though Singapore is only a 1+ hour flight away from Jakarta, I always find it surreal to be back home, to be awoken by the familiar sounds of birds chirping in the morning, to smell the aroma of chee cheong fun and chwee kueh on the breakfast table, to hear my grandma’s laughter, my parents’ voices, and kevin’s barking in the background, etc.

And now it also seems unreal that I’m back in Jakarta in another time and space, back to my normal routine. I can’t quite explain it.

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Agent D and I against the flower wall at Changi Airport.

Oh well. Time to coooook.

xxx