June 4, 2010…I promised my eternity to a stranger.

We started out as colleagues.  Little did I know that the name that registered on my head on the first day of work will be my future husband.  Dann Dee, yeah, that’s his name.  Why did it stay on my head?  Ask him the reason behind his name.

With the usual “gala” of our team and my change-of-route days eventually led us to be close with each other.  He’s fun to be with that every time we were together, I feel very light.  The emptiness and dark memories of the past suddenly turned into a bright path.

During our entire relationship then, I didn’t feel so serious.  Not that I was not serious with our relationship, it’s just that…it’s different.  It’s like I’m just with a friend.  It was really different.  But I loved him more and more each day.  We never fought.

When it comes to likes and dislikes, we never felt there were any differences.  Although we worked out our differences in political line.  Other than that, our relationship went smoothly.

There came a time when I said to myself that this guy is really different.  June 4, 2010 was the happiest day of my life for marrying the man that I know I want to spend the rest of my life with.

Married Life

True to what others say, you will only know someone so deep when you marry him or her.  Then I realized that I married a stranger.

I’ve never thought we have a lot of differences.  He’s fond of leaving his clothes wherever he was at the time he removed them.  I get irritated when I see his clothes EVERYWHERE.  When he’s looking for something, parang dinaanan ng bagyo yung pinaghanapan niya (especially my bag!).  I am a planner, he’s not (and he’s so fond of last-minute changes and impulsive-buying).  And worse, lahat ng kina-o-OC-han ko, he’s an opposite.  And the cables and wires that are lying near the computer area..uggh..

I am so emotional, he’s so logical (that I would say to him: puro ka logic, minsan nakakalimutan mo na emotions mo).  I am irrational, he’s so rational (well, no contentions on that).  My patience is as long as Ria’s hair, his is so long that it can go up to Baguio.

But then…

I would pick up his clothes when I see them (followed by a nag: next time nga idirecho mo sa hamper yung damit mo..but the next time I see them again, I will pick them up and put them in the hamper).

Inaayos ko yung bag ko every time may hinanap siya (and I’d rather look for those things na lang instead of him..well, not always).  Or yung kama pag naghanap siya ng remote.

When there’s a sudden change in plan, I’ll get irritated but there are times that I cannot do anything.  Sisimangutan ko na lang siya.

And the wires, we have our twist tie so every time I see untidy cables, I just tie them.  Now, we have our adhesive cable clips!  So everything is hung.

Our emotional-logical difference, well, at least there’s a balance.  He’ll never say a word whenever I’m so upset (whether because of him or not).  He’ll stay away from the possibility that both of us are upset…because it will mean big fight.  In short, hindi niya ko pinapatulan sa mga ka-emo-han ko.

I got to know him better.  That the Dann I used to know, there’s much more to know about him.  He’s still the different guy I used to know but I get to love him more.  Ma-emo lang talaga ako but he’s still there for me.  Kahit umiyak ako ng isang balde, he’ll always hug me after.

And the stranger that I married…I’m still knowing him until now, trying to unravel the things I still don’t know about him.  And that stranger is becoming my bestfriend.  He knows me well, my possible reactions, my possible litanya and dialogue.  He knows what will trigger my “init ng ulo”.  His past time, mag-fish ng reactions ko.  He loves saying things or doing things that will merit a reaction from me…parang si Ria lang (may pinagmanahan talaga).

Well, everyone marries a stranger.  Kahit ilang years na kayong magkasama, you’ll be surprised. 🙂