In less than a week, I will be celebrating one year of taking the plunge.
I can’t believe it’s been a year since I wore that white dress and awkwardly walked down the path to forevermore.
I was looking forward to this one-year-end celebration, to spend time with the man I love deeper now than a year ago. I have reserved this time to finally sit down and have our final picks for our wedding videos and album, a task that had been waiting to be done since the day they were taken. Most of all, I was so excited to plan our DIY trip to Istanbul as our anniversary gift to each other.
But instead of going through photos of my dancing bridesmaids and non-flying lanterns, I have been poring over case files and legal procedures 101. Instead of comparing booking prices for hotels in Turkey, I am forced to compare exorbitant prices of lawyers. Instead of basking in a year of loving memories, we are tracing footsteps and memories of a bitter person whose conscious or subconscious goal is to ruin our marriage.
On top of our tickets to Turkey, which we so earnestly saved up for, is an unmerited travel ban document. My heart is crushed and I can’t help being infuriated at this person I have never met and have no interest in until she decided she wanted to be the center of our universe and made false allegations and unjust vexation against us.
I cringe at the thought that a fellow citizen could do something like this. We are all but aliens in this foreign country and the least we can do is fight for, not against each other. It’s a real shame, especially for a trivial case like this.
I trust that God is in control. Like how He made the waves calm on my wedding day, He will give me the peace I need amidst this storm. His vindication is the sweetest revenge.
Looking back, my one year of marriage was a blissful and a blessed one. I have no right to complain. This is but one trial that will make our second year of marriage stronger and more exciting. God’s grace will see us through.
Please pray for us and for people who could help us.