Six Years and Counting
I arrived home a little past midnight. The front door opened and the first words that greeted me were "Happy Anniversary".
6 years, 2 babies, happiness, tears and so much love. Who would have thought?
Happy Anniversary to my One and Only!!!
Looking back:
My 2003 anniversary post
An Affair I don't Want to Remember:
a first-hand account by very_funny
Funny how love works sometimes. I always thought that love is the best emotional joyride in the world, that two people so in love would always find peace in each other's company and that opposites attract. All my beliefs about love were shattered when I met two people so alike I never thought they would end up with each other. However, one thing is always true, love will always find a way.
Bom and Rhia's personalities are so alike and yet so different, they are in the same spectrum but sometimes would be in the extreme ends. Both are beautiful, smart, confident, ambitious, sometimes overbearing but are also funny and fun to be with. They are prime candidates of those who would likely succeed in life. However, good friends as they are, they were always at constant odds with each other. Bom making fun of Rhia's mannerisms and cloaked, understated bragging and Rhia taking it in stride but always scheming on how to get back at him by creating intrigue where there's none. All seemed harmless on the surface, until college days were over.
Suddenly, we were at a new threshold and pursuing our own individual dreams. Bom went to law school and Rhia and I went to medical school. That's when love finally showed its true colors. Bom started missing Rhia for some unknown and undefined reasons but he kept this feeling to himself until later (much, much later when he finally opened up to me). I never thought that Rhia felt the same way, not until she opened up to me also.
One day, while we were in Cavite, somebody disturbed the hornet's nest. Bom went to Cavite to the surprise of everyone and that's when the ripples in the pond started showing. He came for two purposes, one was to visit his friends taking up medicine and the other was to profess his feelings to Rhia. I didn't have an inkling about his second purpose not until the die had been cast.
Suddenly, Rhia was in a dilemma, her feelings for Bom were mutual but she was involved with someone else at that time. She was literally torn between two lovers and didn't know what to do. She asked for my advice and I told her to simply do what she thought was right at that time. She couldn't have her cake and eat it too. She turned down Bom in so many words that instead of clearing the issue, she made everything more complicated. Bom waited and was even optimistic that Rhia would come to her senses and would dump her boyfriend for him. I was caught in the middle. Bom would tell me of his undying love for her and she would tell me her dilemma about the whole situation. To top it all, Rhia's boyfriend had become my friend.
Finally fed up with having to shoulder all these problems, which were not mine in the first place, I told Rhia to talk to Bom and reject him until the right time would come, so that all these commotions would end and I would be released of the guilty feelings building up inside. Anyway, I tolde her that it was love at the wrong time and that her feelings were more intense for her boyfriend at that time. I don't think she did but everything came to pass.
All seemed quiet on the surface but Bom's feelings never waivered. Everytime Bom and I would meet he would ask me how Rhia was doing and I would update him. This was part, of course, of the guilty feelings I was carrying inside the despite Bom being my best friend, I asked Rhia to dump him. After so much anticipation and waiting for almost eternity, Bom finally got the message and he stopped asking about her. He simply gave up on her and he refused to attend any occasion where he might have the possibility of seeing her.
Four years later, she was free and he remained uncommitted. I arranged a vacation in La Union, where Bom was staying at that time. That's where everything started again. As the saying goes, "love is lovelier the second time around", but not without a price.
To make a long story short, they became an item after playing cat and mouse. That's when the crying game started, mostly by her, because of the emotional pain she claimed he was inflicting on her. On Bom's part, he was always mad as a hatter because he couldn't seem to understand Rhia's ways.
This part falls into the cliché and after so much heartache and unknown times, I have lost count alont the way, of breaking up, they finally realized that they can't live without each otehr and there's no way they can ever reconcile their idiosyncracies except by accepting and loving one another. Finally they did and so todays event is simply the culmination of their undying love for one another and as a witness to this "unexciting, boring and very ordinary love affair", I hope they will always find peace in each others company. Congratulations and may God bless their union.
Cecile's version:
This is the story of Bom and Rhia. Bom didn't stand a chance. In fact, I don't think he really had much of a choice. The presence of a handful of like-minded Biology (Pre-Med) students crowding his room, hanging out every single lunch break must have irritated him to no end. But as I said, since he had no choice, he eventually grew accustomed to the presend of these people and eventually started to love their presence.
Rhia? Well, she was one of those who he really got close to. So close in fact, they were always arguing, in jest of course, about a lot of things. Other friends would only look amused by these petty arguments because of the whole group, it was these two who had the most in common. They probably started to like each other but were too shy to do anything about it.
So it came to pass that these friends graduated from college -- with Bom off to Law School and Rhia to Medical School in Cavite. But as with all true friendships, this one never succumbed to the amnesia that affects college friendships. Somehow, Bom would always hang out at Rhia's house (neighbors?! - so he said) and would visit her and other friends at their dorm in Cavite.
They still had these feelings for each other, of course, but both were hesitant about being vocal about it. Then tragedy struck -- Rhia had found a boyfriend, a fellow med-school classmate. Bom was devastated. He started hallucinating that the initials of a cap that Rhia had given him stood for Rhia Sauler Gomez! How was he to know that? How very prophetic of him!
Seriously though, no matter how many bottles of San Miguel he took, nothing could ever diminish the pain that he felt -- if only he had acted a lot more faster. Sob -- The irony of the tortoise and the hare!! Trying to forget, he too got himself a girlfriend -- a law student and fellow classmate, a med student from a nearby school along aurora blvd. -- but to no avail. These relationships were no to last.
Another graduation came to pass. Both were now certified professionals, eager to conquer the world. But before anything could happen, Bom took a job outside Manila. An excellent job -- beachfront cottage, a supportve boss,a relatively good salary -- but then no Rhia. Then joy oh joy, Rhia was suddenly single and free -- no attachments whatsoever -- to anyone. In a blink of an eye, Bom moved back to Manila.
As fate would have it, both found jobs within proximity of each other. Thus started the frequent phone calls, meeting for lunch and/or dinner, movies and rides home. As they say, this started the ball rolling again. But par to form, the ball, well, turned up in the gutter. All because of a long-nosed, meddling person.
Well anyway, after the nth time, fate decided that enough was enough. After a long, long time of mindlessly circling each other, their interwoven paths finally met up in a straight line. Finally they understood the meaning of communication despite adversity (people named Chito, PMS and the like).
What is that old saying? "Sa hinabahaba ng prosesyon, sa altar rin ang dating" (loosely translated: no matter how long the procession, it will end in church") or something to that effect. That sentence sums up the whole story of Bom and Rhia.
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It seems to me that this a favorite day for weddings. More love and greetings to:
Rommel and Ivy (1996)
Mike and Myla (1997)
Albert and Christine (1999)
Chris and Janice (2001)
&
Juno and Agnes (2002)
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I wonder if Bom will post anything before he reads this? ;-P
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6 years, 2 babies, happiness, tears and so much love. Who would have thought?
Happy Anniversary to my One and Only!!!
Looking back:
My 2003 anniversary post
An Affair I don't Want to Remember:
a first-hand account by very_funny
Funny how love works sometimes. I always thought that love is the best emotional joyride in the world, that two people so in love would always find peace in each other's company and that opposites attract. All my beliefs about love were shattered when I met two people so alike I never thought they would end up with each other. However, one thing is always true, love will always find a way.
Bom and Rhia's personalities are so alike and yet so different, they are in the same spectrum but sometimes would be in the extreme ends. Both are beautiful, smart, confident, ambitious, sometimes overbearing but are also funny and fun to be with. They are prime candidates of those who would likely succeed in life. However, good friends as they are, they were always at constant odds with each other. Bom making fun of Rhia's mannerisms and cloaked, understated bragging and Rhia taking it in stride but always scheming on how to get back at him by creating intrigue where there's none. All seemed harmless on the surface, until college days were over.
Suddenly, we were at a new threshold and pursuing our own individual dreams. Bom went to law school and Rhia and I went to medical school. That's when love finally showed its true colors. Bom started missing Rhia for some unknown and undefined reasons but he kept this feeling to himself until later (much, much later when he finally opened up to me). I never thought that Rhia felt the same way, not until she opened up to me also.
One day, while we were in Cavite, somebody disturbed the hornet's nest. Bom went to Cavite to the surprise of everyone and that's when the ripples in the pond started showing. He came for two purposes, one was to visit his friends taking up medicine and the other was to profess his feelings to Rhia. I didn't have an inkling about his second purpose not until the die had been cast.
Suddenly, Rhia was in a dilemma, her feelings for Bom were mutual but she was involved with someone else at that time. She was literally torn between two lovers and didn't know what to do. She asked for my advice and I told her to simply do what she thought was right at that time. She couldn't have her cake and eat it too. She turned down Bom in so many words that instead of clearing the issue, she made everything more complicated. Bom waited and was even optimistic that Rhia would come to her senses and would dump her boyfriend for him. I was caught in the middle. Bom would tell me of his undying love for her and she would tell me her dilemma about the whole situation. To top it all, Rhia's boyfriend had become my friend.
Finally fed up with having to shoulder all these problems, which were not mine in the first place, I told Rhia to talk to Bom and reject him until the right time would come, so that all these commotions would end and I would be released of the guilty feelings building up inside. Anyway, I tolde her that it was love at the wrong time and that her feelings were more intense for her boyfriend at that time. I don't think she did but everything came to pass.
All seemed quiet on the surface but Bom's feelings never waivered. Everytime Bom and I would meet he would ask me how Rhia was doing and I would update him. This was part, of course, of the guilty feelings I was carrying inside the despite Bom being my best friend, I asked Rhia to dump him. After so much anticipation and waiting for almost eternity, Bom finally got the message and he stopped asking about her. He simply gave up on her and he refused to attend any occasion where he might have the possibility of seeing her.
Four years later, she was free and he remained uncommitted. I arranged a vacation in La Union, where Bom was staying at that time. That's where everything started again. As the saying goes, "love is lovelier the second time around", but not without a price.
To make a long story short, they became an item after playing cat and mouse. That's when the crying game started, mostly by her, because of the emotional pain she claimed he was inflicting on her. On Bom's part, he was always mad as a hatter because he couldn't seem to understand Rhia's ways.
This part falls into the cliché and after so much heartache and unknown times, I have lost count alont the way, of breaking up, they finally realized that they can't live without each otehr and there's no way they can ever reconcile their idiosyncracies except by accepting and loving one another. Finally they did and so todays event is simply the culmination of their undying love for one another and as a witness to this "unexciting, boring and very ordinary love affair", I hope they will always find peace in each others company. Congratulations and may God bless their union.
Cecile's version:
This is the story of Bom and Rhia. Bom didn't stand a chance. In fact, I don't think he really had much of a choice. The presence of a handful of like-minded Biology (Pre-Med) students crowding his room, hanging out every single lunch break must have irritated him to no end. But as I said, since he had no choice, he eventually grew accustomed to the presend of these people and eventually started to love their presence.
Rhia? Well, she was one of those who he really got close to. So close in fact, they were always arguing, in jest of course, about a lot of things. Other friends would only look amused by these petty arguments because of the whole group, it was these two who had the most in common. They probably started to like each other but were too shy to do anything about it.
So it came to pass that these friends graduated from college -- with Bom off to Law School and Rhia to Medical School in Cavite. But as with all true friendships, this one never succumbed to the amnesia that affects college friendships. Somehow, Bom would always hang out at Rhia's house (neighbors?! - so he said) and would visit her and other friends at their dorm in Cavite.
They still had these feelings for each other, of course, but both were hesitant about being vocal about it. Then tragedy struck -- Rhia had found a boyfriend, a fellow med-school classmate. Bom was devastated. He started hallucinating that the initials of a cap that Rhia had given him stood for Rhia Sauler Gomez! How was he to know that? How very prophetic of him!
Seriously though, no matter how many bottles of San Miguel he took, nothing could ever diminish the pain that he felt -- if only he had acted a lot more faster. Sob -- The irony of the tortoise and the hare!! Trying to forget, he too got himself a girlfriend -- a law student and fellow classmate, a med student from a nearby school along aurora blvd. -- but to no avail. These relationships were no to last.
Another graduation came to pass. Both were now certified professionals, eager to conquer the world. But before anything could happen, Bom took a job outside Manila. An excellent job -- beachfront cottage, a supportve boss,a relatively good salary -- but then no Rhia. Then joy oh joy, Rhia was suddenly single and free -- no attachments whatsoever -- to anyone. In a blink of an eye, Bom moved back to Manila.
As fate would have it, both found jobs within proximity of each other. Thus started the frequent phone calls, meeting for lunch and/or dinner, movies and rides home. As they say, this started the ball rolling again. But par to form, the ball, well, turned up in the gutter. All because of a long-nosed, meddling person.
Well anyway, after the nth time, fate decided that enough was enough. After a long, long time of mindlessly circling each other, their interwoven paths finally met up in a straight line. Finally they understood the meaning of communication despite adversity (people named Chito, PMS and the like).
What is that old saying? "Sa hinabahaba ng prosesyon, sa altar rin ang dating" (loosely translated: no matter how long the procession, it will end in church") or something to that effect. That sentence sums up the whole story of Bom and Rhia.
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It seems to me that this a favorite day for weddings. More love and greetings to:
Rommel and Ivy (1996)
Mike and Myla (1997)
Albert and Christine (1999)
Chris and Janice (2001)
&
Juno and Agnes (2002)
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I wonder if Bom will post anything before he reads this? ;-P
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