As I was telling Ronny, this trip was full of anxiety. Prior to this, I have never been to Perth. I wasn’t sure of the lighting conditions, it was an unfamiliar environment and I was having cold feet the night before departure, worried that I may not have enough images for them to choose but as Ronny said, “There’s no pressure on us, no pressure on you and we let you do whatever you like!” Kind of an assurance for me. :-) Seriously, without our F1 driver Uncle Johari, a picture like this wouldn’t be possible. He practically chased the light for us, squeezing through the traffic and ensuring that we reached our destination on time to catch the light and at times, the last bit of light available. Aunty Grace played her part too by holding on to the tail of the gown to ensure that it remained spotless. She played the role of an assistant, helping the bride change, getting Huiwen’s hair sprayed, adjusted the veil and also ensured that I have my regular coffee and toast. She is just so wonderful.

This picture is for everyone who made this trip extraordinary. This shot was done at Cottesloe Beach. Independent, poise and confident, my intention of shooting this is a reflection of how I have viewed the characteristics of Huiwen during the trip.

Gym became an event where the 3 of us are knitted together. We meet each other almost everyday to work out and that became a routine. As I no longer stays with them, I guess this became important for us to catch up and not lose touch in each other’s life (as well as to gather the latest gossip at home).

It just seems like yesterday where we were still playing hide and seek in our old Hougang residence, a place where it holds a lot of memories for me and I believe to my brothers as well.

They were a sunshine kid then. I remembered how I accompanied them to their annual school performance event over at Macpherson Library. Looking at them then and looking at them now provides me with the same pride and joy. Perhaps that was why I felt a sense of joy when Benson’s name was called and he walked up on stage with his head held high. I was proud of his achievement, never mind the fact that he came in 5th overall in his category. To me, that moment of making everyone in the family proud was priceless and he tried his very best.

Being able to be there, to share those special moments is a bliss. Something that you cannot ask for more and I am glad to be a part of it. Thank you brothers…for always being there…in a way or another.