It’s half past 1AM now and I was tempted to turn in after posting here through the night — but with Valentine’s Day just around the corner, I thought it was very apt to at least post these notes..
From Tintin: Hi Dinna! It must have been a great risk you took when you went to New York. But as they say, risks must be taken because only a person who risks is free. 🙂 You sound so happy now so I guess the risk was well worth it. God bless you and your hubby!
From milkphish: . . . landed on your blog via pinoytopblogs.com. just like you, i had to move to another place to start a family (los angeles to seattle). but i’ve been living in the states since i was 11 yrs. old —- i still miss manila all the time, nonetheless.
From Jerome (our Birthday boy): You made me cry on my birthday!!!!! I am a huge sucker for romance (borrowed the line from Marsha Mason’s character in “The Goodbye Girl”). Thank you for your sweet entry. With some blogs, we are only allowed entrance to the author’s minds. But you just let me into your heart and your soul. Thank you so much for the privilege. (still sobbing…I’m a friggin’ mess. Lagot ka sa kin pag umuwi ka sa Pilipinas. *sniffs*)
People who hear Alan and I talk about each other always come to the conclusion that we must be so in love with each other. They say it shows in the way we light up when we tell people about the other, and it’s very heartening that we still do. Not that we have been married all that long, but we take pride in the fact that we continue to get closer as the years go. Almost 6 years now as husband and wife and we haven’t strangled each other yet. LOL
I’ll say it again — were it not for him, I wouldn’t choose to be here in New York. But everything has its price, and being with him meant giving everything up. We have our disagreements and our petty quarrels, but we’ve grown to be such a team that I can finish his sentences and he can anticipate what I am thinking even before I speak my mind out. We still hold hands in the movies, while he drives, and while we sit next to each other on the express bus..
Right now I’m worried sick because I can hear the wind howling outside and I know he will park over at our parking spot a few blocks away from the house. I don’t want to bug him at the party because he’s probably still drinking with his friends. I know he’ll be home soon enough, and while he wouldn’t mind my going ahead to turn in for the night, I just can’t because I wouldn’t be able to sleep soundly until I know he’s safely home.
He’s the one who makes my valentine’s day truly happy.