Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Expiration Date

The cry of my youngest son woke me up early today at five. After a while, my eldest woke up too and sooner after that, my husband got up as well. First I thought that it was going to be gloomy day because the sun hasn’t shown up yet (I love the sun. Whenever it’s a sunny morning, I feel more relaxed, and at peace).

To start the day right, I arranged our laundry and made it ready for the yaya to have it all washed. I swept the floors, arranged my kid’s closet and ours too. While my husband was getting ready for work, I prepared breakfast and we all went down the dining area to have breakfast as well.

The typical day for me is always looking after my kids, making sure they have eaten right and have taken their vitamins. After all that was done, that’s the time I reserve for myself. Whether I’m online playing games at face book, or writing another blog. :-)

I wouldn’t say that I am a morning person. I’m a slow riser actually, but it really depends. Whenever my husband and I have gone out the night before and whenever we are at my in-laws’ house, I make sure that I get up on or before six in the morning. I wouldn’t want to get up and find out my in-laws have fed and bathe my kids. Dyahe yun. He he. :-)

This day reminded me of our typical day back when we are at my dad’s house. Oh, how I miss those days. The sun would shine through our backyard, and every morning, the TV would just be turned on, whether it’s a favorite cartoon show my eldest was fond of watching, or it would just be the morning news.

As I was completing my task of arranging my kid’s closet, the discussion on Anthony Taberna’s segment in the morning show was about the petition of a certain women’s group, to have an expiration date not only on the Marriage License of couples but on the Sacrament of Marriage itself. As the costs of an annulment nowadays are soaring, and as other families are on a tight budget, those couples that seemed to be “imprisoned” in their failed marriage would like to be freed from their “unwanted” situation.

The topic they were discussing on TV reminded me of my own marriage. Not that we both didn’t like our shotgun marriage, (Okay, at first, it was really difficult) but as of now, we’re both managing and as for me, I just fell more in love with him.

I met my hubby at a University in Manila. I was a freshman and he was my senior. We dated for a couple of years and when I was in my senior year, I got pregnant. I was four months pregnant when I graduated from college. After graduation, I moved out of my mom’s house, went into my dad’s place, and raised a family there with my husband. Three years went on and you can say that we’re a family of NPA’s (or No Permanent Address) back then. My husband was still pursuing his degree at law, and I would just be at home taking care of all of them. I wanted so badly to get a job when we were just starting, but then, my husband and my mother-in-law made me realize that I should focus on the kids first.

It was not indeed an easy job to be married and stay married. During the early years when my husband and I were just starting, we fought so bad and so often. There were times that I was so mad, I just cried myself into tears. (Well, that’s because we were at my in-laws, and I couldn’t shout my lungs out, so I just cried. But I wanted to scream so hard at him ‘cause I was so mad, but I couldn’t.) Several times, my husband would just stay out and won’t go home maybe because he didn’t want to see or be with me. He had night classes, while he was still at law school. After his classes he would go out with his friends to drink some booze. I couldn’t reach him because his phone is turned off. He would go home at around five in the morning, and I was raging mad, but I couldn’t shout at him. I hated him when he does things to me like that. Much worse is that I couldn’t even tell him how he wronged me, so I just kept silent and kept on frowning (That’s why I couldn’t smile all the time when we were at my in-law’s place).

After a while, we both learned our mistakes and we corrected them. We both made an effort so that our marriage could work. So every time we argue, we talk about it and reason with each other so that we could clear some things up. (My husband just hates it when I make sermons and eventually turns into nagging. And he also hates it when I’m being praning and paranoid. I hate it when he is “lawyering ” [Lawyering, an action done by a lawyer to make palusot. In Filipino, “inaabugado” Ha ha!] his way through just to get out of a situation.)

Given our cat and dog fights, I still appreciate him for who he is, for what he has accomplished for our family’s future, for how he makes an effort to help around the house and in taking care of the kids, and for how he loves me and our kids. I’ve changed a lot too because of him and I guess that’s okay because if it is for the better then, why not? Before, I used to be so miserable and negative (like my mom). But as time goes by, I notice myself that I laugh a lot more, I smile a lot nowadays, and I keep on hoping for the best in anything, which is good. I mean, I became happy. The point here my friends is, if you really, and I mean, really want your relationship to work, you’d make it work. At the end, you still have a choice. At the end if you chose to be alone, miserable and full of negativity in life, then it’s up to you. If you want to be fulfilled and have peace of mind, then do it! Make it happen! Hey, it’s only happiness, right? ;-)

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