Saturday, August 25, 2012

The Passion.


I found an old picture of my husband. I can't quite remember what date it was taken from and where we were in that precise moment in our eccentric relationship and why I had it hidden in my wallet. He was a skinny pale looking boy goofing around with one of his highschool bestfriends in the picture. It succumbed me into nostalgia instantly. It got me rummaged into our closet where all his highschool pictures are hidden. I have a small box where I keep all of my husband's pictures as a teenager. It is one of my most prized possesions since we were 15 years old. It is my personal time capsule. Just by looking at it, I feel like gloating :)) everytime I see these pictures, all the butterflies I had in my stomach as a teenager comes rushing back in. Taking me back in highschool, falling in love with my highschool sweetheart all over again. All the love, the cheap thrills of attraction, the chase, the challenges and everything else in between finds its way back in my head, filling my heart with bliss.


I fell in love with this boy in highschool, he broke my heart many times but he was all that I am and all that I was made to be. Then I fell in love with a man who loves me more than I thought he's capable of. I am deeply in love with both of them. And I am the luckiest girl alive to have been married to them both :) I am altruistically in love with this boy and I'm passionately in love with the man he turned out to be. He became more than I had ever hoped for, especially as a father to our daughter. Notwithstanding his imperfections, and with all certainty, he is and always will be the best father to my little princess because he is a man who loves his wife and loves his daughter more, acquiscently.



My heart will forever be grateful to the Lord for by His divine interventions my soul has found its mate, that I married my destiny and fulfilled my fate. All the glory to God! :)



I love you bebang. Always and forevermore. Ikaw lang, habangbuhay! HAPPY 1ST WEDDING ANNIVERSARY! <3 p="p">