Today is kind of a tough day for me. Three years ago, my wife and I got married in Singapore. I still remember walking down the street, holding her hand for the first time as husband and wife. I loved her then, with all of my heart, and now, after three years, I love her even more.
The reason today is tough, though, is because we aren’t together on our anniversary for the first time. A year ago, we celebrated this special day in Manila in the Philippines. The year before that, we celebrated in Singapore. This year, we’re separated by thousands of miles, and it really just sucks the joy out of the occasion. That’s not to say I’m not thankful for another anniversary, another year of having my wife in my life.
She’s an amazing woman. She’s my source of inspiration, my constant companion, and a source of motivation. She’s dedicated, passionate, sweet and kind. She’s a great cook. She’s full of great ideas and fun to talk to. She’s patient. She’s practical. She’s damn good looking too! She’s really the best I could have hoped for and everything I need.
I won’t try to sum up everything she means to me in a blog post, but I want to say that I love her more and more with each passing day. I can’t imagine life without her, and nothing brings me greater joy than knowing that soon we’ll be having coffee and sharing stories, going out and living our lives, together again.
On the way home from class tonight, I passed a flower shop that still had quite a few nice bouquets of roses and other flowers set out. Instead of making me smile, I frowned and kept on walking by. It’s not that I have a problem with Valentine’s Day, since I love having an excuse to get my wife a gift, but this is another holiday I’m spending apart from her. It’s not that I want to focus on the negative, but it’s hard to see these opportunities go by, knowing that it’s a holiday lost, that I didn’t get to spend with her. There’ll be another Valentine’s Day next year; we’re both still young, but this one is passing us by without us being able to share it, together.
It’s strange how we become accustomed to certain things. We get comfortable and assume that someone will always be there. We begin to take things for granted. It’s only when that person is absent that we realize just how big a part of our life they really are. I love my wife, I always have, but now that we’re separated, especially today of all days, I realize just how much I rely on her and enjoy her company. My wife is my inspiration, my motivation, and my joy in life. Everything loses its luster when she’s not with me to share the experience.
Next year, we’ll be together for Valentine’s Day, and I’m looking forward to doing something extra cheesy, a walk through Central Park perhaps, or maybe we’ll do the touristy thing and ride in a horse drawn carriage. Or maybe we’ll go exploring in the main New York Public Library. Whatever it is we do, we’ll do it together, and being together will be the best gift of all. That and a nice dinner.
We’ve had so many good times together and made so many wonderful memories, like getting caught in the rain on the lift at Sentosa, walking along Patong Beach at night in Phuket, and you chasing me around the dining room table in the Philippines with ‘balut’. These are memories that I’ll always cherish and, even more, I’ll cherish the fact that we have a lifetime together to make new ones.
I couldn’t have asked for a better wife. You’re kind, loving, beautiful and patient. You’re good to animals and hard working. You have a great sense of humor and you’re fun to be around. Whether I want to watch a movie and pig out or go jog for 3 miles you’re up for it. You let me have my choice more often than you have to. You’re always there beside me, supporting me and motivating me to do better, whether my goal is to learn another language or gain the next level in Cafe World.
Even when times have been tough, we’ve stuck it out together. No matter how grim the situation, I always knew that things would be better because you were there beside me. At the end of a hard, stressful day you were there to lay down next to. In the morning, you greeted me with a smile. Oh, and you always had cheerful words to keep me going like, “Stop complaining. Life is harder in the Philippines.” Ha ha! So true! You always remind me of what it is we have to be thankful for and it helps me to focus.
So, on this day, and every day, I want you to know how much I love and cherish you’re being in my life.