Things I Realized and Discovered When I Got Married

It’s been only a few months since Eugene and I got married, and in such a short time, I’ve already learned a lot about him and more about myself like…

The ideal wife...

Old School Love

My parents’ love story is like a fairytale that has been told hundreds of times after family dinners or anytime that my Mom would like to brag about her and Dad’s whirlwind romance. My sisters and I can tell you the same old story in different languages, and it would all sound the same… exaggeratedly sweet and cheesy. My version though, will not be mushy, but more straight to the point. I bet my eldest sister, Wheng’s version of the story would be more of a comedy, while Dhing’s version would be more on the romantic side.

My Love Story: Answered Prayers

This story would probably be something that my [future] son would get tired of hearing… but still, I will continue to tell him this story to remind him how God works in His own lovely way.

It was a cold summer evening, and the stars are out to fill the sky with beautiful sparks of light. It was past midnight of April 2, year 1999. I was feeling tipsy, I got drunk but I was still aware of the events around me. I am not satisfied with this level of drunkenness, after all, this would be the first time in my 18 years of existence to finally get “wasted”. It was also the first time that my overprotective parents allowed me to go to an overnight swimming with my tae kwon do classmates and friends. I was eager to go back to the table where my friends are serving “beer-gin” (a mix of beer and gin), but there was this boy, (whom I’ve known for only a few months) who kept on bugging me to stay close, holding my hands and refusing to let go. Darn it, he’s boring – but cute!

Wedding Preps and all that Jitters

Whew, yesterday was a tiring day for both Eugene and I. We finally found a decent reception to host our wedding and we already booked the church. Originally, we are aiming to have the wedding inside the Navy-Marines camp in Fort Bonifacio, they have a church with discounted rate for marines or navy and and they also have an Officers Club, a reception which is walking distance from the church. However, the Philippine Navy Officer’s Club has its own caterer, with a very limited menu (oh come on… fried chicken for a wedding, are they serious?!!!).

Daddy's Girl

i used to say to my dad, that if i ever find a man to marry, he must be able to play at least one musical instrument and that it's a must for him to have a good voice... my dad would wish me luck with a silly smile on his face... a smile that somehow reminds me of a cat... awfully sarcastic.

it's funny, cause i open up to my dad more than i open up to my mom. i feel more comfortable telling my dad the name of my crushes, suitors and all the crazy little things i do... he would only smile and give little comments such as "wag kang papahuli" (don't get yourself caught) or "tsk, ikaw talaga..."

my dad and i share the same interests, from food to hobbies... and some people say, we also share some traits. well, we do share a lot in common... i idolize my dad, perhaps it may be the reason why i learned to love all the things he love (except his relatives somewhere there in the province, long story...). we talk about everything and anything... he would advice me while i complain about the taxi driver who charged me extra, or he would laugh with me while i tell him about my rock-star-wannabe-suitor who has a hair similar to the nazareno... or he would just listen quietly while i tell him stories about my office friends.

one time, when i was massaging his head, i was talking about my dream guy. he was smiling and listening to all the crap i was saying. i told him that if ever i decide to marry (oooh, i'm such a tomboy, really! haha!) i want a guy with a good voice. he can be the ugliest guy in the world, but if he has the voice like of michael bublé, i would marry him that instant. then i started saying this and that about my perfect guy..

my dad, with the same smile on his face said, "basta ako anak, gusto ko lang yung magmamahal sayo the same way na minamahal ka namin ng mommy mo... yung aalagaan at iingatan ka." (i only want someone who will love you the same way that your mom and i loves you. someone who will take good care of you.) i was taken aback... in my head, i was saying, "whoa... daddy, is that you?!" but in all sincerity, those words got stuck in my brain.. and it plays in my head like music on auto-rewind.

let's just say that a year and a couple of months passed and angels escorted my dad back to heaven. i can still hear him say his sweet messages of "i love you, anak", coupled with "ang kulit kulit mo naman!" on his [most] annoyed tone (haha, i often annoy him cause i always make kulit kase...)

i miss my dad so much, and it's really sad that now that i found the love of my life, my dad is not physically here to witness my happiness. it would have been nice to see my father's expression when i tell him that the guy i am with right now is the same guy i talked to him about eleven years ago. he would definitely give a side comment! it would have been fun to hang out with my dad and eugene at the same time. i'm sure they would click!

sigh dad, it is true... hindi lahat ng gusto kong trait [ng guy] makukuha ko... it is true when you said that there will be a guy somewhere who does not have all the qualities i am looking for... but he has so much more than what i expect... and dad, it is true, that when i pray to God and tell Him "Thy will be done.." God will definitely grant me the happiness i deserve.

and right now, i'm pretty sure that you're up there in heaven, smiling and whispering..."sabi ko sayo eh!" (i told you!)

oh by the way, dad... i just want to tell you that eugene does not play any musical instrument and has a voice worse than a crying cow. i'm telling you this to point out that God really works in such a mysterious way! ღ