Now this should be fun.
My laptop is a witness to how many
times I have tried to start my first blog entry, and just how many times I
failed… miserably.
I guess what makes this first
entry difficult to start is because I am trying really hard to dismiss the idea
of writing anything about love, but I end up with ideas which suggest I do it.
I have wondered, wondered, and wondered some more. And I don’t blame my best
friend when she suggested writing about my turning-8-years relationship with my
boyfriend. It is, after all, THE love month. But as much fun writing my ‘love
story’ would be, I’d rather save that for another entry.
On the other hand, I would like to
share with y’all the things I love about loving someone and being loved back.
Some of you may have the same experiences as mine, while some may have even
nicer ones. Feel free to share with us why you love being in a relationship and
what you enjoy most about it at the comment box below. And while you choose
which of your many lovely experiences you’d like to share with us, here are
mine:
First, I love having
a boy best friend.
As a lady (I refuse to call myself a girl), it is important to have a steady
set of girl friends or a really dependable girl best friend. I don’t know about
other ladies, but I will not survive a week without talking to Bebi J and my
other closest girl friends. It doesn’t have to be serious talk, gossip will do.
:D
While girl best friend/s always
come in handy with all the love life, handbags, stilettos, Hollywood chick-flick
chit-chats, it’s also very helpful to have insights from someone who thinks a
little differently. And I am blessed to have one in the form of my boy friend;
Popo.
:) FYI: Popo is not his real name. I call him Popo, he calls
me Koko. It’s our thing. :D
I love how I can talk to him about
things I also share with my friends, and hear a totally different opinion compared to what I get from my girls. See, we can’t blame our girl friends if most of the time they
take our side in an issue. They can’t help it. I think it’s the girl friend
instinct. I think it is the girl friend god who tells us to stick together,
never let the other one feel down. And that is what’s nice about having a boy
best friend, he doesn’t always take my side, and he makes me realize when I’m
wrong. And when it’s him who does that, I don’t feel offended. I feel his
concern, his love.
Second, I love
feeling protected.
To all my friends
out there with a lovey dovey, let’s all admit it. We all feel safe when we’re
with them. I know we all pray that nothing ever happens that would put his
ass-whooping skills to the test, but we all know deep inside us, that should
anything wrong happen, there is going to be someone to protect us.
And our knight in shining armour
is not only a hero on those kinds of situations. Let’s not forget, how good it
feels when you have someone to wrap his arms around you when you’re crying off
of frustration. When you have someone to wipe your tears off your eyes after
you just had a big fight with your best friend. It’s nice knowing that when you
are feeling really weak, he will be there to make you feel otherwise.
Third, I love being
treated like a Princess. Now before you start raising your eyebrows, read first. Princesses in
Walt Disney’s stories all had to face challenges of their own; they had to face
dragons, witches, evil step moms, among many others. They had to face trials,
and then after, they got to rejoice over the victory with their princes.
It’s nice to have someone to
celebrate a promotion with. To have someone be genuinely happy for you after a
visa application has been approved. Or to have someone text you in the middle
of the night just to tell you he’s excited for your new adventures. The
feeling is great.
Fourth, I love the
make up moments. My
relationship is anything but perfect. If there was anything that frequently
happened in the first few years of ‘Popo and Koko’, it’s that we fought. A LOT. I don’t look back on those days with a smile on my
face, of course. But, I do smile (even giggle sometimes) whenever I would
recall how our bad moments end up with us being even stronger.
I have lost count as to how many
times Popo and I fought, but I remember all the things we learned from every
fight that we had, and all the happy memories we have after realizing we both
are not willing to risk what we have just to get to prove who’s right.
I grew up understanding that there
are relationships that you will value so much, you will be willing to
understand everything, and sometimes even swallow your pride just so you can
keep it alive. And this is one of those relationships.
Fifth, I love having
somebody to love.
It’s priceless. I love knowing that no matter what I go through, there is someone
who will celebrate with me if I succeed, or wrap his arms around me when I
don’t (yet). I love having someone I pray for, and who prays for me. I love
reading text messages making sure I already had my lunch, and reminding me to
bring my umbrella. I love having someone who shares with me the same amount of
excitement as we count the last few days before our anniversary. I love having
someone I share my dreams with.
Writing this entry actually made
me realize that there are a lot more I am grateful for. I cannot fit all of
them in this entry, but I am holding on to them to keep every day a happy day!
There is never an easy journey.
I’d bet a million dollars (even though I don’t have that kind of money :D )
that even relationship experts go through difficult situations with the people
they love. It will always take patient and loving hearts to get through
relationship storms, may it be friendly or romantic.
Spread the love! Happy heart’s!
-A (021513/7:20PM)
