A Walk Through Life

My husband is not the type who wants to wear jewelries and accessories. Yes, he is that simple. If there's one jewelry that I can ask him to wear, that would have to be our wedding ring; although that, too, is something I would sometimes need to remind him about. Anyway, speaking of my husband, I realized we've been married for almost seven years already. The other day, I jokingly hinted at him that since he did not give me anything on Valentine's Day (he's not the showy or mushy type), the seven years of our marriage very well deserve a Scott Kay wedding band as our anniversary gift for each other this year. Thankfully (not really sure why I said 'thankfully'), he didn't really say No to this suggestion. I thought I should at least feel a pang of hope but he only said to wait another 18 years. LOL. By then, I'm sure I would already have a different wish. Seriously, I'm really not that materialistic; although I also wouldn't mind being spoiled so...

Yesterday marked our fifth year of marriage. We were glad it fell on a Saturday so we can have some time to celebrate. Weeks before our anniversary, we actually thought of traveling to my hometown but since the weather is not that great days before our anniversary, we decided to put off traveling. We then agreed to celebrate this important day with our Dipdip at SM. I think celebrating it with our daughter (the fruit of our love) is the best way to celebrate as a form of our renewal of love and commitment to one another. Initially, we planned on watching a movie with our daughter. It was supposed to be her first movie experience but we can't find any movie that's suitable for her age. Besides, if it's not a Dora or a Barbie show, she's not that attentive yet. Thus, we ended up watching an Art Exhibit at the Art Exhibit Center, buying socks for ourselves (bought 3 pairs for each of us) at the department store, a Snow White book and Barbie puzzle at the Toy Kingdom. A...

The good thing about married life is having someone to grow old together with - someone who can put up with you despite your imperfections. I'm happy that we've come this far. It's been three years of marriage and we cannot say for certain that we've learned enough about married life. What matters is that we're learning each day as it comes. Inspired by Brother Mel's reminiscing post , I can't help but recall again the day we got married. If you want to know how our love story began, here's a comic strip that a mutual friend (and ex office mate) introvertedwriter made for us. When he asked me to marry him, he made it like a simple proposal. Nothing you will ever see on television or read from mushy novels but something you will read from simple blog posts like this. :-) To me, the mere fact that he asked me to marry him was already mushy enough for me. :-) He's a man of few words but with strong principles in life. I'm not afraid i...

There are two things to celebrate for this month of October - our wedding anniversary and my husband's birthday. FYI, and as usual, we are going to celebrate them our own way (the frugal way, that is. LOL). You know, I'm always excited about the anniversary of important dates in our lives even though my excitement doesn't mean we are going to celebrate them in a major kind of way. Somehow, it just feels great to remember what it was like on our actual wedding day. When that day comes, we will have officially reached the three year milestone in marriage.  Yes, up until now, we still smile when we look at our wedding photos. Ah, priceless! Three days after our wedding day, it's going to be hubby's birthday - truly an October to remember. If you want to know how we celebrated this month last year, check out this short video that hubby made for us. Then comes November. Oh, let's not talk about my birthday. Okay, we can talk about it. It's funny because I ...

“We are a work in progress with a lifetime contract.-- Phyllis Koss” there's one SMS from my mother in-law that has kept me smiling today. it made me remember and reminisce the day stephen and i made our vows. she said she had remembered what they went through that day. they didn't realize that the driver sent them to the wrong church. to make matters worst, their car almost ran out of gas to be able to make it to the right church on time! in our case (with mom and dad), we were also frantic because we were stuck in traffic. we had our travel time delayed because we were also waiting for the van of my entourage to arrive but it was nowhere in sight. we waited a little while longer until dad decided to have them ride taxicabs, instead. the traffic in country mall also made us worry if we would ever make it to church on time. mom was very calm and optimistic, though. she just prayed out loud to God that He would help us get to church on time. luckily, and with God's g...

i am such a cry-baby. i cry over even the smallest of things--sad commercials, soap operas, sad movie endings, stomach cramps, etc. you can just imagine how it is going with me especially now that i am pregnant. hormones, yes, that's a good guess. or maybe i am just plainly old me! you see, i was watching my favorite drama on tv "Iisa Pa Lamang" and i felt so bad that i could relate to the sad plight of claudine barretto's character where it got me teary-eyed. in-between commercials, i was also going through our wedding album and found my mom's letter safely kept in one of those picture holders. mommy wrote it for me and stephen the morning after our wedding. i cried again. her letter would always touch my heart even though i've re-read it several times. i realized that this was the last letter she had made for me (and hubby). it pains me still. i'm happy. i'm sad. it's always a roller coaster ride. i'm happy because i know where she is right...

Looking back, I never thought I would ever find someone I would marry. It was even hard to get myself a boyfriend for an inspiration. I guess I’ve never been that attractive to men. While most women have been blessed with good looks and good curves, I have been blessed with brains more than the physical aspect. I’m not saying I’m too ugly to be with anybody. It’s just that I had a lot more insecurities at that time than I can handle. I was young then. I hated it when people and "so-called" friends notice your flaws instead of focusing on the positive things about you. In short, I have always felt less beautiful but I have somehow managed to hide my insecurities by always being the funny and witty girl around. I was always everybody’s friend. I was always the unattached . By being so, I have excused myself from being somebody’s apple of the eye. But it was always my family who saw me as beautiful. My mom would always say I’m a late bloomer , the reason why I haven’t met my guy...