Four months later, I accepted a job in Manila and we spent more and more time together. I had suitors before, but this one felt unique. I was not afraid to show my love in front of my family, and I wasn’t worried that he was only 20 and had just enlisted in the Philippine Air Force. We just clicked and it felt like everything was destiny.
After a year, it was at the barrio fiesta again, he asked my family for my hand in marriage. He told me that there were nights when he felt like crying because he did not want me to ever leave, and that, even though he was so young, he felt ready to start a family with me. So, on March 17, 2002 we were married, and today we have an intelligent and bubbly eight year old son, who is literally just like his dad.
Now as I am writing this, I can still feel butterflies in my stomach when he texts me asking how’s my day and how our son’s doing? My hubby has his imperfections and so do I, but our love for each other brings out the best in us. We’ve passed through a lot of storms (even typhoons and earthquakes) in our relationship, but I know that we will end up together. We can face the future because, we bound and guided by our fate and the One who planned our meeting. God has been good to us, and now, as I am telling our story, I can't help but smile. Being in love is great feeling.