It's not the wedding that matters it's the marriage that counts...
One of my favorite love stories is the story of my parents. They are the epitome of the marriage and family i want in the future. Up until now, still very affectionate and happy together. My dad who often bugs my mom endlessly and my mom who always pretends that she's annoyed with my dad but just secretly wants to be pursued and "lambing". My dad still showers my mom with presents, just like when he was courting her almost 30 years ago and my mom still patiently stands by my dad through his moodiness and hitler ways. They bicker and make fun each other like friends and stand by each other like husband and wife. The funny thing is, they are completely opposite in personality, but i guess the combination made it quite perfect, it works. My dad is the silent, controlling, straight arrow homebody, while my mom is the dancing, social butterfly party peeps! LOL
(The outfit kindda says it all.. for both of them hahaha)
“It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
How my parents met is also part of cuteness of that story. My mom worked at Levis in Harisson Plaza Mall near DLSU where my dad is a student and also a nearby resident. During those times, stealing jeans was kind off rampant according to my mom so she was very suspicious of my dad who keeps coming back to the store to try on jeans. She thought he was trying to steal something and kept a close watch on him (hahaha). Needless to say, my dad after several visits finally got the courage to talk to my mom and the rest is history as they say.
Happy Valentines Day to my wonderful parents!!! may you always continue to be a bright example to us, your kids.
Our inspiration and aspiration.
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