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OK ranting time. There are tonnes of worries splurge into my braincells, as the big day draws sooner.

Leaving my own home - This is really hard. Especially when my mom gave out a long sigh while I was helping her with dishes last weekend. "Girl, this coming Chinese New Year you will be at your in law's house, remember to behave nicely. Sure a lot customs different from us, just bear with it and adapt, if you encounter anything unsure, just call mommy." Oh, these words really crushed me to pieces. Ever since mom and dad went on different ways, I was alongside with her rebuilding our home. It was really hard for me to leave them now. But I ought to move on with my life, so every single thought of leaving home will make me teary and cause stinging pain in the heart. Well, it's not like I'm gone forever, just moving to another place which is 1 hour drive away. Sigh. Hope that I won't cry out loud on the big day.

Staying with in-laws - It's a weird feeling. Others often say, "wow, that's tricky!" Yes, I absolutely know and it's not like I have choices as Wilson being the only son. Of course anyone would want to have a little love nest with the significant other, starting a new life together. But in our case, it won't happen. Oh well, it's never easy to fit into another family, a lot of tolerance and compromise have to be given and taken. After all the MIL vs DIL stories I heard from friends and colleagues, it does chill my bones on how tricky it is, staying with in laws. So solutions? We will zoom into the pro and narrow out the cons.

Looks like it's all the external issues I'm worried about. And I believe we will be able to work out the ways for everyone to feel happy and loved. Internally, we're mentally ready to be officially wedded.

:-)
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