Update : This is posted late because of some unforeseen (wow) event. Our anniversary was on June 9.
Let me tell you a story.
Should I start from the beginning, the middle or from
present to the past?
I know many of our closest friends have heard our story. How
we met, when we met, where we met and so on..
I have to give credit to Facebook first. Its where we met.
However jologs Facebook has become, I’m thankful that it did exist! ( Thank you
Mark!) Waldy and I has so many mutual friends; his highschool classmates, my
college batchmates, his college batchmates. Funny how a world so big, seemed
small because of this platform.
I remember our first date, (” eyeball “ kumbaga). It was such a beautiful day, and I
was eternally late. We went to Tagaytay, had Bulalo at Leslie’s, my first
Melona ice pop, this is also the time I discovered that he’s not fond of
popsicles because it hurts his teeth. And then, we went to church! I know, it’s
corny right? But we did. This is a first for both of us. First day of meeting
someone then going to a church. Going back, it was a peaceful and serene
afternoon at Pink Sister’s chapel. We offered a dozen eggs for good luck, then
we prayed and offer our petitions. I still don’t know at this point what he
prayed for that day, but I clearly remember mine. And I will never forget the
way he looked at me while smiling, not in a pa-cute way or with pagnanasa , but
a pure kind smile. And so, I added to my prayer to bless whatever direction
this friendship is moving. I don't know if you've ever experienced that moment when everything seems to freeze or slowdown, but that moment it did for me.
Please take note that this was the time that both of us was
in our wild and crazy times. Both single who likes to mingle. Question that
bothered me at that moment was, will he accept me wholly? I was a single-mother
who got out of a bad relationship a year before, and was still on the verge of
coping up, trying to pick up the pieces of my broken self. I was very fortunate
that he did! And he loved my daughter as his, even though Izhi gave him such a
hard time accepting him in our lives.
It was 6 years ago. It was unexpected and beautiful. Waldy
and I have been through a lot. It’s
fascinating to see someone we love mature and slowly change into a person that
he truly is. We have grown so much together; me, learning to let small lapses
pass, like how messy he is at home, how lazy he is to do house chores. Him
becoming a father with our two children ( he’s an amazing papa, by the way!),
learning to do his share of house work, cleaning our son, and now he claims
that he’s the “labada” master.
I have made many mistakes and wrong decisions in my life and I never regret anything, because it is part of me and made me who I am today. I'm just thankful that despite of all these, God still provided me comfort, security and inner peace when He led Waldy and I's path.
Relationships are not perfect, and that’s what makes it
beautiful. It’s like an incomplete canvass that two people paint together to create
a masterpiece.
It’s not always easy at the beginning, the middle or the
present. We still have a lot of challenges to beat, plans to make and goals to
reach. After all, it’s only 6 years. 6 wonderful years of love, happiness,
craziness, sadness, petty arguments, bigger fights and the lists goes on. I’m
looking forward to many things in the future like our wedding, Izhi going to
college, Yuri on his first day at school. But for now, we’ll try to live our
simple life each day at a time. To appreciate each day of being together, alive
and healthy. We may not have too much at this moment, but hey, it’s not the end
of the world yet.
Happy 6th years to us, badge! You’re truly one of
the greatest blessing from God. I love you and you’re worth it.
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