Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Does 1st love really never dies?
There are times that I wonder if first love really never dies. Of course, when you say first love, it's true love and not puppy love, or else, it dies hahah!
I've been in love, a time or two, and still got myself heartbroken. Tonight, as I write this blog about my past experiences with my lovelife and how I cope w/ it after getting hurt, I would like to share some of my thoughts and point of views when it comes to love.
I can consider myself to be a late bloomer since I fell in love for the first time at the age of 28. Yes, believe me or not, I never courted nor had any intimate relationships (not even flings, count me out!) with anyone not until I turned 28.
It's been a decade since that day, but it was still very clear on my memory, of how we met each other and how our conversation went. It's like Love at first sight, and the following days were magic, I just fell inlove more with her each day. I tried analyzing myself first of what was happening to me since I've never felt that way, not until I told it to my brother and he told me that I was obviously in love.
I'm the 'torpe' kind of guy, that I must admit. I was torpe in a way that I would find ways to make her happy but I never really had the guts to court her officially. Then, one day, she just told me that she loves me... It was a bliss, WE WERE IN LOVE.
Those were the happiest days of my life, I hope that goes the same way for her too. She was the most beautiful woman I've ever met, aside from the sweet and caring personality, she was more than what I have ever wanted.
Our relationship lasted for more than 2 years, then I asked her to marry me. It was not my plan to marry so soon but I can't help myself but to want to be with her every single moment of my life. Luckily, she agreed. And on that cloudy day of March 25, 2000, we finally got married.
Our relationship was not a touching nor a Cinderella type of relationship. We're like the normal couples who enjoys each other's company. We were just starting a life back then, both in our early 30's, all that we could do was to save up asmuch as possible so that we could buy something at the end of the year.
Our lives went better as the years progresses, from renting an apartment, we ere able to buy our own 3000 square meter lot w/ a fully furnished home.
It was a dream come true, we had a swimming pool, a japanese garden, a gym filled with body building equipments, sauna room, library, mini-theatre, and a music room. Aside from that, we had 7 bedrooms plus a master's bedroom. WE WERE DREAMING, that's what we thought, BUT WE'RE NOT!
Fortune came to us one by one, and we became busy with our lives. We still aren't blessed with a child osn our 3rd wedding anniversary and so we decided to adopt to be called a family.
Fortune was flowing towards our way, we were earning a thousand times more than what we had expected. Of course, we had never been busier in our lives. A year later, we decided to adopt another baby again, to make our family more complete.
Our lives was going pretty well, that was what I thought. Few months after we had our 2nd adopted baby, I caught my wife cheating on me. Worst, I caught them in our house, on our bed! I was stunned and shocked that I freezed the moment I saw them, I don't know what to say, nor what to feel. The only thing that I know is that my pride was nowhere to be seen.
To cut things short, my wife ran away with the guy, and she was carrying his child in her womb. Those were the darkest days of my life! I need to be strong, thank GOD we adopted a 2nd child whom I get my strength with. Little babies are really angels sent from above, if we didn't adopted, perhaps I wouldn't be alive today. Everyday, I would bring the kids with me to work because no one will take care of them at home. Our eldest has a nanny but the 2nd doesn't have, we were still searching for a nanny then.
Now, it's been more than 3 years since my wife had left me. I know she's happy now with her new found man and their 2 kids. As for me, I am now happy too with our 2 adopted kids, I have certainly moved on with my life.
The memories we had, the things that we shared, everything about her will always stay the same. She will always be my first love, and she will always be a magic to me....
I've been in love, a time or two, and still got myself heartbroken. Tonight, as I write this blog about my past experiences with my lovelife and how I cope w/ it after getting hurt, I would like to share some of my thoughts and point of views when it comes to love.
I can consider myself to be a late bloomer since I fell in love for the first time at the age of 28. Yes, believe me or not, I never courted nor had any intimate relationships (not even flings, count me out!) with anyone not until I turned 28.
It's been a decade since that day, but it was still very clear on my memory, of how we met each other and how our conversation went. It's like Love at first sight, and the following days were magic, I just fell inlove more with her each day. I tried analyzing myself first of what was happening to me since I've never felt that way, not until I told it to my brother and he told me that I was obviously in love.
I'm the 'torpe' kind of guy, that I must admit. I was torpe in a way that I would find ways to make her happy but I never really had the guts to court her officially. Then, one day, she just told me that she loves me... It was a bliss, WE WERE IN LOVE.
Those were the happiest days of my life, I hope that goes the same way for her too. She was the most beautiful woman I've ever met, aside from the sweet and caring personality, she was more than what I have ever wanted.
Our relationship lasted for more than 2 years, then I asked her to marry me. It was not my plan to marry so soon but I can't help myself but to want to be with her every single moment of my life. Luckily, she agreed. And on that cloudy day of March 25, 2000, we finally got married.
Our relationship was not a touching nor a Cinderella type of relationship. We're like the normal couples who enjoys each other's company. We were just starting a life back then, both in our early 30's, all that we could do was to save up asmuch as possible so that we could buy something at the end of the year.
Our lives went better as the years progresses, from renting an apartment, we ere able to buy our own 3000 square meter lot w/ a fully furnished home.
It was a dream come true, we had a swimming pool, a japanese garden, a gym filled with body building equipments, sauna room, library, mini-theatre, and a music room. Aside from that, we had 7 bedrooms plus a master's bedroom. WE WERE DREAMING, that's what we thought, BUT WE'RE NOT!
Fortune came to us one by one, and we became busy with our lives. We still aren't blessed with a child osn our 3rd wedding anniversary and so we decided to adopt to be called a family.
Fortune was flowing towards our way, we were earning a thousand times more than what we had expected. Of course, we had never been busier in our lives. A year later, we decided to adopt another baby again, to make our family more complete.
Our lives was going pretty well, that was what I thought. Few months after we had our 2nd adopted baby, I caught my wife cheating on me. Worst, I caught them in our house, on our bed! I was stunned and shocked that I freezed the moment I saw them, I don't know what to say, nor what to feel. The only thing that I know is that my pride was nowhere to be seen.
To cut things short, my wife ran away with the guy, and she was carrying his child in her womb. Those were the darkest days of my life! I need to be strong, thank GOD we adopted a 2nd child whom I get my strength with. Little babies are really angels sent from above, if we didn't adopted, perhaps I wouldn't be alive today. Everyday, I would bring the kids with me to work because no one will take care of them at home. Our eldest has a nanny but the 2nd doesn't have, we were still searching for a nanny then.
Now, it's been more than 3 years since my wife had left me. I know she's happy now with her new found man and their 2 kids. As for me, I am now happy too with our 2 adopted kids, I have certainly moved on with my life.
The memories we had, the things that we shared, everything about her will always stay the same. She will always be my first love, and she will always be a magic to me....
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