I’ve been writing about our wedding but I realized I have not written yet the story behind it. Where it all started, and how did we get to this point in our lives.
So let’s go back memory lane and allow me to share with you our love story. Ready for a long read? Here we go…
My husband I met a few times before the official meeting. If you ask us when we first met, our answers are not the same. Why? Because he hardly remember the first time we met.
Technically, we first met at a friend’s house in November 2015 when he dropped by to accompany a common friend. I said “hi” but I think I was too thin and snobbish for him to notice. Even up to now, he wouldn’t remember me at that time.
We met in a few more instances after that but could hardly recall each other’s names and faces. Then, on March 2016, at a singles congress in Cebu, we formally met each other. But wait, before the “Gboy meets Pammy”, our paths crossed at McDonald’s near Sto. Niño Shrine. I was then waiting for a long-time friend.
He entered the fast-food chain, lined up, and then he saw me. He kept looking at me that it got me irritated. Though partly, his face seemed familiar.
Later that day, at the convention center, a common friend called me to introduce him to me. I nicely said “Hi,” and he was like “We met this morning.” Of course, I could not remember until he mentioned where. In my head, “Oh, you were the guy who kept staring that irritated me.”
Fast-forward from that weekend, we met again after a while when we had our household (prayer meeting). I did not expect him to be there – it was his first time to attend. When he came, I opened the gate, and the usual “Hi”.
It was that night that I got to know him better. His sharing was enough for me to judge him as a family and nice man. Later that night, the group decided to do a pilgrimage the following day. Since I have no clothes, I asked a friend to accompany me home so I could get one. Well, showing his gentleman side, he offered his services – he drove us home. Later on (when we were a couple already), he revealed that it was his way of knowing where I live. Genius!
Days passed, I did not notice any move. So I though he wasn’t into me. Not until after that one assembly. He brought me home along with our friend. But before heading the house, we ate at Pares just across my place. Little did I know, our friend smelled something fishy – on him of course.
That night actually started it off. We kept texting each other since then. I already noticed something “weird” but I shrugged it off because I promised to never assume until the guy says so. So, that weekend, he asked me if I wanted to attend The Feast at PICC with him. Since I have always been wanting to attend one, and I guess because I felt secure with him, I agreed. So yeah, it was apparently, our first date (without me knowing).
Weeks passed, the weekend “dates” happened, then suddenly, he told me (through text! But later talked about it face to face) that he was into me. He wanted to formalize everything. He told me he’s praying about pursuing me. I simply told him that we both pray about it.
Everything in our love story went fast, maybe, but it felt right and sure. I actually refer it to God’s perfect time. We met at a time when we both entrusted our hearts to God. When we surrendered to the will of the Lord.
He pursued me for a month. Yes, just a month. I did not plan it. In my head, I was actually thinking of having it last for at least 3 months. But to my surprise, yes, it happened exactly a month after he told me his intentions.
We were on our way home that night when we happen to pass by a gate with house number 143 on it. I told him, “Uy, 143 oh! (Hey! It’s 143)”, to which he answered, “I love you too.” Crazy, right? But I shrugged it off because in my head, it was not yet the time.
Then he asked me, “Ba’t ang sweet mo ngayon? …Maraming beses mo ako hinug. (Why are you sweet today? You hugged me for a couple of times.)”. I replied, “I hug the people I love.” Where in the world did I get that!? He told me I should clarify what I just said. I panicked. I told him to not mind it – he’s a friend and because of that, I love him. Of course, I was trying hard to get out from the situation. It was not yet time or so I thought.
But the Lord has his own timeline. He follows not our timetable but his. So before going out of the car, I took a deep breath and made everything clear to him. I told him what I really feel about him. We then prayed and hugged to seal the deal.
Looking back, it still puts me in awe how the Lord has written our love story. It was not how I imagined it to be, but it was more beautiful than what I have in mind. God truly is a God of surprises. He makes things happen not based on our will but His.
Hope you had a great time reading! God bless your heart.
PS: The photo above was taken at his birthday getaway — we weren’t together yet at that time. 🙂