Tuesday, July 2, 2013

First Breakfast

"And tides, they turn and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when were wounded together"

--A Beautiful Mess By Jason Mraz

It was 5 o'clock in the morning.
I prepared burgers and rice for breakfast.
She were seating from across the table and we were eating.
As a conversation, I told her about how I imagined we would be like with our children.
Our eldest son and eldest daughter would sit next to her and the twins would sit next to me.
I told her that I would eat slowly because one of the twins would definitely be a slowpoke, just like me.
I'd let that slowpoke finish his meal first and tell me "Papa, ambagal mo talaga kumain".
And then we laughed.
And while we were laughing, I saw a clear picture of what I had imagined.
I saw my would-be wife and our would-be children and we were happy.
I am happy. And at that moment, I was so overwhelmed by happiness that I had to stop myself from fully absorbing that thought, that scene.
It was too early to burst into tears.

No matter how wounded I may be, as long as we're together. =)

"Smile! Everything gets a lot better after that." >=)

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