My husband is not one to give flowers. He would always justify his act by saying that giving someone flowers is too trivial. I remember one night in my old apartment, I asked how come I don’t receive flowers from him – he didn’t really answer me straight, instead he grabbed a pen and paper and drew what was supposed to be the best flower you can imagine (it was a funny drawing of a rose in a pot though!). He borrowed my wallet and kept it there. Now, after 3 years and a few wallets in between, that piece of paper is still there – neatly tucked in one of the compartments.
He’s sweet in his own way. Perhaps, in the most significant way. When we learned that we were pregnant with Lizzie, he took it upon himself to be my personal driver-bodyguard-eating buddy-pillow-human blanket in those 9 long, struggling yet happy months. He never failed to bring me to my OB for my regular check ups and he was always the first to know results of some tests that I had to undergo and of course – that much awaited ultrasound!!! When Lizzie was born, we took turns in caring for the child. He fixed her milk, changed her nappies, burped her, and brought her out for morning sunshine. He was Lizzie’s first nanny. And he never complained. He was happy. He was content.
He absolutely supports my career. He’s my mentor and my conscience. And he is the greatest motivator alive. He gave me his car yet still drives me to work in the mornings. Giving up his lofty dream to be the next site director (wink!), to prove a point is no joke either! He never complains when we have to do the groceries or go to the wet market for our provision. He proudly carries Lizzie’s can of milk and nappies from Shopwise. He always brags his being a dad. Always.
For me, love is in the details. And the challenge is to continue seeing the love when it’s not boxed, wrapped or covered in pretty containers. We enjoy doing simple things together – like watching a great movie or reading good books together. We love spending the entire weekend in the room watching our favorite series on DVD. We enjoy going out of town with friends and family. And it is always a pleasure bringing our daughter and the dog to the park or a nice, new place on a Sunday afternoon.
He never buys me flowers, but he knows how to get and when to get the things that I truly want.
It has only been 3 years but to me, it seems like a lifetime already. And with this comes the realization that love is not all about flowers and chocolates and the nice gifts wrapped in fancy boxes tied with pretty ribbons. The grandest, most magnificent, most passionate and most phenomenal part of love is already mine.
brand new mr. & mrs dela rosa outside the acropolis clubhouse
honeymooning in sunny singapore
now. outside our new shop.
loving and living the life.
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