Ignorance Is Bliss

At some point in your life, there comes a time when you realize that not knowing is a matter of self preservation. You start worrying less. You learn to not give a fuck. You start living life.

I am at that point right now. I have gone through some tough times and I figured I needed to start thinking less about what lies ahead and just live in the now.

I'm pretty much contented living in the moment that I don't ever want to know what's in store for me. All I need is a guarantee that she will be by my side every single day and I know I can deal with all the shit life throws at me. Heck that's all I ever needed.

She is all I ever needed.

And I prefer to keep it that way. I prefer to be in that state.

Of blissful ignorance.

03

I woke up one day, realized I am dating Ma. Emma Danica P. Deleña and couldn't help but smile. I was wondering how could a girl like her fall for a guy like me. I must've done something really charitable for the Man upstairs to give me such a wonderful gift. I guess surprises like this one comes at least once in a man's life, wherein he knew all too well that he was given a gift he does not deserve, not one bit.

That's something I always tell God about. I always thank Him for giving her to me. I know for a fact that I was given this opportunity to love someone like her. An opportunity that I never really deserve. And because of that I will always be grateful to God and will always be faithful to my girl.

On this beautiful 3rd day of the month, my girlfriend and I are celebrating our 3rd anniversary. It's not 25 years, it's not 50 years. But it's very special nonetheless. Even up to now I'm still flushed over the fact that she chose me over a hundred others out there. That's why everyday for 3 years, I made it a point to remind her just how grateful I am that that fateful night of October 03, 2013, she chose me. She chose me and gave me the opportunity to take care of her. I've been loving her and taking care of her ever since. I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world.

Happy anniversary babe! I love you to pieces.

2014

It was supposed to be striking whilst the iron is hot. Capitalizing on the opportunity. That has always been an effective guiding principle. That was not the case though. The momentum that was gained was lost. It was halted, rather abruptly. Was it destined? Certainly not. There is no such thing. Everything that transpired was a result of questionable decision after questionable decision. Not by mere destiny. 2013, by far, was the best. The same cannot be said for this year, admittedly.

Looking back on the year that was, it should have been a lot better, considering all that was accomplished the year before. It's almost over and there's not much left that can be done to change it.

Interestingly, the one reason that made 2013 the best year of my life is the same reason (or motivation) why it would make 2015 even better. That's the only thing I'm holding on to right now. The only reason I wake up every single day. The only motivation I will ever need.

Forever

It was supposed to be just another day in the office, as cliche as it may sound. A day that was as normal as any day could be. Then came that fateful hour. That date with her that proved to have vitally affected the subsequent events. It was just a regular dinner, we talked as if it was just nothing. But we both knew that that event had a very significant meaning, not just for that particular night, but for the days that followed. We knew that something was going to change, that something was going to begin.

That's pretty much how everything started. How the best time of my life started. The first night that I got to talk to her. Finally.

Since then it has been nothing short of dream-come-true. Yes, as cheesy as it is, she's been my dream come true and everyday I am grateful that I was given this opportunity.

Today we are celebrating our first year together. I've written a couple of short pieces about her and for her. This is no different. It's my simple way of letting her know how thankful I am that she is in my life. Also, I want to let her know that I don't intend to be her whole life, I just want to be her favorite part of it.

Happy anniversary babe... :)

I love you forever.

6th And Counting...

Today is our sixth month together. To say that the last 182 days have been the best days of my life is a complete understatement. Every single day I look forward to seeing her, whether it be at the office or some place else. Our next six months though is gonna be a bit different. She's leaving the office next month so no more lunch date with her. That's about 30 days from now. But I'm not gonna ruin our day with me thinking about it too much. I'll deal with it when I get there. For now, I'm spending the entire day with the love of my life and not give a shit about everything else.

Happy 6th month babe!

I love you so much Cai...

I love you to the moon and back.

Just Like A Splendid Love Song

I know I should be apologizing. How dare I use this for my blog. I'm sorry but I could not put together words that would aptly describe what my last five months have been other than what I borrowed from the band. It was filled with joy and the feeling of being complete and content with what I have. It was indeed like a splendid love song.

Sometimes I still ask myself if all this is real. If God really brought us together. Hell, my inebriated ass simply could not believe. The past five months have been the happiest by far. It didn't run as smoothly as I would want it though. There were ups and downs along the way, I wouldn't deny that. But hey, it's all part of the whole process. And it's all worth it, if you ask me. I wouldn't want it any other way. Like what I usually tell her, this right here, is my favorite part of my life simply because she's in it.

Whenever we are together, it's as if the world ceases to exist. We never seem to give a shit about what's out there. To borrow a line from the song, "...just the two of us painting a world of our own. Everything is perfect. Just like a splendid love song." This somehow epitomizes what "us" means.

As much as possible I want her to stay behind the camera. I want to keep everything as private as possible. I have to be pardoned. I have to be forgiven. Because if you are in love, you want people to know. And that is one of the reasons why I am writing this - I want people to know. More importantly however, I want her to know. I want her to understand what the last five months meant to me. I want her to understand what she means to me.

Happy heart's day babe!

I love you Nica, with all my heart.

Nica

July 2013. The time when I would say perhaps what got me to where I am today. Nope, I'm not talking about career or anything like that. That's just a bit too lame to occupy a space in my blog. I'm talking about her. It's the time I looked at her one second too long and told myself, "Man, whoever she's dating is the luckiest man on earth". Shortly though (and unfortunately, if I may add), I found out that she was dating someone. One lucky schmuck was dating the girl who quite frankly is a big reason why I took the TL post. But that didn't dampen any of my hopes that someday I'll hold her hand and thank God for giving her to me.

Finally I got to know her. She was still with someone back then. She would tell me stories about her and her guy and I would listen intently. It was then I found out that that schmuck was taking her for granted. She loved him though. But I wasn't bothered one bit. I stayed. I knew one day my waiting would payoff; that she would realize that she deserves someone a lot better. It may not be me but I'm sure as hell it's not that jerk. Finally she did.

A few months have passed. I'm now holding her hand and thanking God every single day since then. I must have been a good child because He gave me such a wonderful present. One would say luck has a lot to do with it, others would say it's fate. Whatever it is, I'm happy with how it turned out. Maybe it is destiny. But hey, you still have to build the bridge to the one you love.

We're now entering our first month together and to say that I am very happy with her is an understatement. Sometimes I even ask her if all this is real. She would normally oblige and tell me it is, then kiss me right after. Maybe I just could not believe that the girl of my dream is finally here. And she is mine.

I'm seeing her tonight. It's still several hours from now and time seems to be not as cooperative as I would want it to be. But hey, I waited for her all my life, what's several hours, right?