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Well, I’m running through this blog once again, actually very long blog. Why on earth do I do this? Hehe, of course, it’s my way of self expression. At the same time to express my admiration to this one man in my life. A man with whom I am deeply in love right now and forever will be… the man who holds my trust and gratitude… the man I want to share my lifetime. I feel so blessed. I have so many reasons to be happy. And one reason of that unique joy I have right now is my behbeh, none other than Woodrow Robert N. Bitor.
I had this strange feeling right now. It’s an outburst of happiness flowing in me. Honestly, I’m afraid to be this much happy… but I am so happy, in fact overwhelmingly happy. And to my ecstatic feeling, I had a new found inspiration to write about the person I had silently observing and over the last 10 months he and I has been together and he definitely gained my profound admiration.
An open letter isn’t his thing. But believe me, I just want to express the bliss he has brought to my life. My behbeh (as he fondly calls me which I later adopted, making him call me gaya-gaya (“,c) and now is our official term of endearment) is a person you will never have dull moments with. At first, you would think of him as honest-to-goodness silent type of man. By his silent aura, you might prejudice him as a boring person. I tell you, looks can be deceiving. He is this funny person, so jolly, loves to make me smile. He has this talent for rendering jokes, oftentimes corny but still I can’t help but laugh. He is also good in making “hirit” with lines that are pertinently sweet and sometimes, mushy. But definitely, I like it. It’s just so heartwarming. At times, we get idle but then when we try to break the silence, we sometimes speak the same lines… cool isn’t it? We have experienced so many times that we even text at the same time… it’s so funny that even remembering to text each other at the same time! I thought maybe its called destiny. J
Woody has a kind heart. He is really not the type who brags about what he did to others, but he is so cool in helping in his simplest way. When we ate together and saw someone who looks mockingly hungry and asking for alms, he would treat that person (or children) for a meal. He prefers giving food rather money, and I agree with this type of help. I heard a lot of his dreams, and that includes an orphanage to help the less fortunate. I asked him one time, why he does like doing such. He answered back, “Eto ung pinapakita sa amin ni Papa eh at sa tingin ko tama naman.” What an amazing son he is, captivating the golden values he has seen and learned from his wise father. I have personally known his father, Tito Bert and I have also a great respect on him. He is a person who always a hand ready to help any stranger from afar. Indeed, Woody’s parents have been successful in setting up a good example unto their son.
Maginoo. This is what you call a man who gives his seat to a woman, especially if that woman is unknown to that man. That’s one trait I admire with Woody. Sometimes I’m even meaner than him, I want him to rest and take his seat especially if it’s a long tiring end of the day, like Fridays. But what can I do, it is but his nature to offer the seat to the equally exhausted ladies or mommies out there.
Who hates to be scolded? I for one, hates hearing sermons, so much of preaching. Naah, they suck. But Woody has this way of teaching me so much things in life, in calm and so to speak “reverse psychology” manner. I am kinda’ struck by some of his ‘teachings’ especially when he’s serious… frightening, I could say… but honestly, what he says is true, or should I say, most of the time is painstakingly true. Within the almost 10 months we have been together, he has greatly moved me to be the ‘better’ me… and helped me, too build more confidence. J
Opposites attract. Whew, I don’t know if this is true but there is one evident contradicting trait we have. One is messy, the other so tidy, kept on cleaning things up. Among the two of us, guess who’s who? Hahaha… it isn’t the “supposed to be” or even what you are expecting. Yes, I would confide, I am the messy amongst us. Yup, you heard it right. I’m A LOT better in creating clutter around my belongings, or even his things. And he hates the disorder I create. J Good thing he has this HUGE patience on me. Oh well, he’s also patient in letting me understand the importance of keeping things at their right places, which I already know, but has this very stubborn head. Good for me I’m old enough not to be spanked any more. But Woody sure did make me more aware to keep my things where it should be and return it where it has been. Well I should thank him, my room here in Javalera is spic and span now, and looks cozier now with the help of my darling partner and the banig he brought for me straight from Ilocos Norte.
My behbeh is also a person who loves venturing on business, much like her mom, Tita Lily. He likes reading book, articles and magazines which has a lot to do with business. Hay, I always hear his line, “let your money work for you.” Honestly, that made me think of other ways to invest money. As early as now I’m thinking of where to put my money after I have saved enough. As goes with the saying,
“Kapag maiksi ang kumot, matutong mamaluktot.”
He is deliberately a wise buyer. Regal spending is a big no-no. He has good taste in choosing stuffs and has an eye for quality but with one condition—only if the price is right. One thing he never desires to think twice on buying is food, and maybe that’s where most of his spending goes, buying food. With his built, he ate a lot but never gets fat. Well, I just hope he earns more weight in the coming years. J
Over these months, we also had fights, even some petty quarrels. But those little things that we missed, we never forget their value. It is these little things that make up the larger ones. Open communication—it is the key to settle down those indifferences we have between each other. And love, is always most importantly, second to none. Love conquers all, even your most deep-seated pride.
Woody may not be perfect, he has flaws, too, just as each and every one of us. We have yet to travel the years to come of this life, a lifetime journey. Things may come and go, values to learn and unlearn, deadlines to keep and subdue. But for me, a good person like he, is worth keeping and worth trusting for. He has earned my trust and undeniably, my unrestrained love.
Walang aangal ok! JJJ
