Several times I asked my fiance why he rarely gave me flowers, chocolate, cake, and other things related to sweet things linked to Valentine's Day. And I think I got the answer now. I love to observe people, even somehow my awareness gone with no trace lol. And this time I know and I am glad that his love languages are different. He's patient enough to do house chores even if he had a lot to prepare for his works. Several times I went to his house, and I was amazed by how clean and neat it was. He has no housekeeper to assist him doing those stuff, he did it by himself. Tried to wipe my finger on his cabinet or tv, and I found nothing. You know, when we cooked together, he didn't ask and force me to help. He needed me to just watch him dancing while cooking, listen to him singing song he composed by himself, and to show off how he seasoned the food so it would taste incredibly delicious. He also taught me how to take care of white blouse and T-shirt effortlessly. Unfortunat...
There will always be the first time for everyone. The first time to hear, the first time to feel, the first time to move, the first time to breathe and cry, the first time to drink, the first time to eat, the first time to respond, the first time to play, the first time to play together and solve the very own problem, the first time to enter school, the first time to teach, the first time to talk and engage with numerous audience, the first to be and do anything. . .till it becomes one day. . .the thing that was hard and challenging, could become a piece of cake. It takes courage, it takes sweat and tears, it takes sleepless nights, it takes restless days, it takes commitment, it takes everything. Maybe it takes your happiness away either. It may seem scary and it may seem crazy. It requires self and stress management. I always have choices amongst these options. I commence to reflect. Back then, I love to compare people, wether it would be worth it or not at all. I compare A to B...