By NICKY CHAMP
Growing up in the 80s and 90s on a stable diet of cheesy family sitcoms like The Cosby Show, Family Ties, Valerie and Full House I had a firm idea of how those Significant Life Moments would go.
For example: girl finishes school, goes to uni, finds fabulous job, gets married, has kids, subsequently lives happily ever after. If things get rough a family conference would be held, a discussion would be had, some milk would be drunk and all would be right in the world again.
Except that’s almost never how it goes in real life.
Just as an FYI, you should know that this post is sponsored by THOMAS SABO. But all opinions expressed by the author are 100% authentic and written in their own words.
When I was asked to write a post about those Significant Life Moments like getting engaged, graduating and marrying the ‘one,’ I thought about how I expected them to go down and crazily enough, they never mirrored rom-coms. Let me take you through them and feel free to add yours in the comments below.
1. How saying ‘I Love You’ isn’t always a Hallmark moment.
The first time my now husband told me he loved me I thought he was going to break up with me.
We were sitting in my first car (a 1988 Nissan Pulsar) in the driveway at his parent’s house when he had a major case of Cat’s Tongue.
His silence and nervousness only further convinced me that he was trying to work out the words to tell me he wanted to end our relationship.
I angrily demanded, ‘Just say it, for God’s sake’ to which he replied, ‘I’m falling in love with you.’
My university career wasn’t all smooth sailing. I switched part-way through after a disastrous art teaching prac – known as the ‘charcoal incident of 2006’ among friends. Let’s just say: 30 x Year 5 students, charcoal moustaches, half-scrubbed faces, and a whole lot of unhappy parents at the 3pm pickup.
When I finally did graduate from the right degree (Bachelor of Design) I had visions of how my graduation ceremony would go. I would graciously accept the degree, happily throw that hat in the air, and I’d be showered with gifts/compliments/general awe of my amazing achievement. Can you tell I’d been watching a lot of Laguna Beach at the time?
Unfortunately, that wasn’t meant to be my graduation fate. While collecting my degree, I tripped up the stairs in front of my parents, then boyfriend and 3,000 of my closest friends. Lucky for the voluminous robe otherwise it would’ve been a very different kind of stage show.
As as for throwing our graduation caps in their air, symbolising freedom and the rich air of possibility, well, it turns out those caps and gowns are really expensive to rent (hey, we were students at the time). No one was willing to risk losing their cap (and therefore $500 deposit) in the 3,000 strong crowd. Cue some lame cap throwing and catching on the lawn for the sake of a photo.