a story
It's a beautiful Saturday morning. The warm sun shines brightly and the thick, fluffy clouds scatter across the big blue sky.
What a perfect day for a long drive across the country side. i slowly pulled the top down of my convertible and let the cool breeze envelope my body as we pass through the long stretch of the highway. Hmmm... how I love the smell of the grass watered by the morning dew; and the sound of the leaves rustling as sudden gusts of wind blew. Michael Buble is on the cd player singing Everthing - one of our favorite songs. There's nothing like a trip out of town with the one i truly love.
I looked over my shoulder and glanced at her sleeping like a baby; unaware of what's happening around her. the sun slowly kisses her soft skin and the wind gently blowing her long, dark hair. The more i look at her, the more my love for grows deeper and deeper. Something that i cannot exactly put into words and my heart cannot fully contain.
It has been 10 years now. 10 long, exciting and colorful years of being together, and not being together. A crazy prank by high school friends made me realize how special she is to me. but then, senior year has ended and we have to part ways. I was being sent by my parents to Juilliard School of Music to be a pianist and a conductor and she... will be left alone. After months of trying hard of keeping the relationship alive despite of the distance, we utterly failed and went on our separate ways through email. it was painful and it broke my spirit. it may be a sign that we are not meant for each other - something that i find hard to accept and understand.
After 5 years, i came back, fresh and ready to take on the world, and have completely forgotten about her. I went back to teach, to play, to conduct, to make music, and to launch my career as a musician.
September: I was given the honorary privilege of conducting the Philippine Philharmonic Orchestra for their 10th concert season. I walked inside the hallowed halls of CCP for the first rehearsal day. In my hands I held my baton and a thick pile of music. I was told that the concert master is out sick today so I will be working with the assistant concert master. I went up the stage, introduced myself and get to know all the principal players. Then, it was time to introduce the assistant concert master. She stood up and confidently looked at me - i was shocked! Is she who I think she is? My heart is racing and I can't breathe. She is!!! I never thought I will see her again. I believe that it was again another sign that we are meant for each other. From that time on, I vowed to myself never to lose her again.
Me being a conductor and she being a violinist and a pianist is no accident. i believe God worked His hand over our lives so that we can really compliment each other. Not just musically but in all aspects. She's my partner in crime. She knows what I want especially when we work together in a project or specials. When I am down, she''s my strength; She supports me in everything I do and loves me inspite of and despite of. She picks me up when I'm down, she believes in me when I doubt myself, she stood by me when everything seems about to fall. I could never ask for anything better in this life because God already gave her to me. She's all I'll ever want for in my life. She completed me. She's the music that puts color in this dull life of mine. I am indeed a very blessed man.
As I held my hand tight around the steering wheel, I can't help but visualize my future with her - raising our kids together and growing old together. I can't wait to start my life with her as my wife, my friend, my prayer partner and my life.
I snapped out of my day dreaming as she held my hand. She must've woke up when I turned off the music. She gently smiled - the kind that could launch a thousand ships. I squeezed her hand back, overflowing with joy and gratitude, as we continue our journey together... in life.
What a perfect day for a long drive across the country side. i slowly pulled the top down of my convertible and let the cool breeze envelope my body as we pass through the long stretch of the highway. Hmmm... how I love the smell of the grass watered by the morning dew; and the sound of the leaves rustling as sudden gusts of wind blew. Michael Buble is on the cd player singing Everthing - one of our favorite songs. There's nothing like a trip out of town with the one i truly love.
I looked over my shoulder and glanced at her sleeping like a baby; unaware of what's happening around her. the sun slowly kisses her soft skin and the wind gently blowing her long, dark hair. The more i look at her, the more my love for grows deeper and deeper. Something that i cannot exactly put into words and my heart cannot fully contain.
It has been 10 years now. 10 long, exciting and colorful years of being together, and not being together. A crazy prank by high school friends made me realize how special she is to me. but then, senior year has ended and we have to part ways. I was being sent by my parents to Juilliard School of Music to be a pianist and a conductor and she... will be left alone. After months of trying hard of keeping the relationship alive despite of the distance, we utterly failed and went on our separate ways through email. it was painful and it broke my spirit. it may be a sign that we are not meant for each other - something that i find hard to accept and understand.
After 5 years, i came back, fresh and ready to take on the world, and have completely forgotten about her. I went back to teach, to play, to conduct, to make music, and to launch my career as a musician.
September: I was given the honorary privilege of conducting the Philippine Philharmonic Orchestra for their 10th concert season. I walked inside the hallowed halls of CCP for the first rehearsal day. In my hands I held my baton and a thick pile of music. I was told that the concert master is out sick today so I will be working with the assistant concert master. I went up the stage, introduced myself and get to know all the principal players. Then, it was time to introduce the assistant concert master. She stood up and confidently looked at me - i was shocked! Is she who I think she is? My heart is racing and I can't breathe. She is!!! I never thought I will see her again. I believe that it was again another sign that we are meant for each other. From that time on, I vowed to myself never to lose her again.
Me being a conductor and she being a violinist and a pianist is no accident. i believe God worked His hand over our lives so that we can really compliment each other. Not just musically but in all aspects. She's my partner in crime. She knows what I want especially when we work together in a project or specials. When I am down, she''s my strength; She supports me in everything I do and loves me inspite of and despite of. She picks me up when I'm down, she believes in me when I doubt myself, she stood by me when everything seems about to fall. I could never ask for anything better in this life because God already gave her to me. She's all I'll ever want for in my life. She completed me. She's the music that puts color in this dull life of mine. I am indeed a very blessed man.
As I held my hand tight around the steering wheel, I can't help but visualize my future with her - raising our kids together and growing old together. I can't wait to start my life with her as my wife, my friend, my prayer partner and my life.
I snapped out of my day dreaming as she held my hand. She must've woke up when I turned off the music. She gently smiled - the kind that could launch a thousand ships. I squeezed her hand back, overflowing with joy and gratitude, as we continue our journey together... in life.