Love and Relationships are two of my favorite topics. One reason is because I think I have one of the more unique love stories in this time. And my beloved husband is mostly to credit for making that love bloom from the start. (But now that we're married, of course, there's two of us who equally shares the credits ).
We met each other at a time when having a boyfriend is way, way too far from my mind, though I was already in college then. Don't take this as bragging, but I have quite a few admirers then, which, of course, I do not entertain. My husband knows all of my personal circumstances, including how badly I treat my suitors, including him. But he was always willing to wait for the time when I will be ready to accept relationships, to accept him. He was always the old-fashioned (but well-liked) suitor that any girl or any parent would want for their daughter, and he is very demonstrative of that. I may have treated him unfairly, and put him to shame for oh-so-many times in the past already, but he still hung on. And so, finally, after two (?) years, I gave in: we became girlfriend/boyfriend. And kept that relationship for eight (?) years. Those eight years were mostly spent away from each other. Thank God for modern telecommunications, we managed to keep in touch. And thanks too, for budget airlines, he managed to fly to and from his workplace to where I am very frequently.
And so we were married after almost ten (?) years, and we lived happily ever after. Because everyday, after we exchanged those sacred marriage vows, he was always proving to me that he loves me to the ends of the earth. And I love him as much, too.
i love him..becos..he is patient and nv raise his voice at me even when i threw tantrums ridiculously..
he will give me the last few mouths of food that i like even if he likes them too..
i can be a baby/child in front of him..
and he said "no matter how long time pass or wat happen..u will always be my baby."
lastly..becos..when im with him..nothing else matters..