Thanks Umbe

Lately my wife has been so open on letting me write again. I don't know what brought about this change but I think she just misses my writings. hehe... I hope I can always find the time to write so she can have something to read.

This blog ofcourse is dedicated to her, no rules are applied but my gut feel is that the old rules are still in effect.

I was hospitalized on July 8, had my umbilical cord cut open and fixed as precaution to what could have been more serious if not treated immediately. I was basically hurting everywhere after the surgery and almost gave up. I'm a hospital-coward kind of person, I hate seeing people sick and hearing agony because of pain.

And here is where my dedication starts:

I've been into so much complaining after 2 months of marriage, my wife does not want to take care of me. That's what I've been seeing. She does the dishes- sometimes, she cooks- sometimes, and all of the other things wives do for their husband to a lesser extent. Well, I can't blame her she works harder than me, she wakes-up earlier than me and go home later than me. She's just workaholic in her own way.

So the doubts of her being a good partner somehow was in question.

And then this surgery came, I was in the hospital on the morning of July 8, she reported for duty and opt not to accompany me. My mother stayed with me for my check-up. But to my surprise her magic seems to diminish over time. I was not healed instantly like before. I was more now longing for my wife.

We are in constant texting that day, she said she was coming but she didn't come as early as I expected. I thought for a moment that she changed her mind again as she usually does. But suddenly, she was on her way. I was relieved, my wife was coming for me. I ordered my mother to just go through her daily routine and my wife will take care of me. It was a proud moment. I never expected my wife would do such thing as leaving work early for me.

She came wearing a smile. I was wearing my grumpy face as usual. And she recognized me. She exactly knows me, that's what I'm very sure of. She guided me through the course of the medical world like she's been there before so many times. I followed her in every way, all her instructions followed. I was still grumpy, that's me. I'm not too friendly, my wife knows that. I'm all satisfied with her presence and that's all.

Going through a shortcut on my thoughts, my doubts of my wife's being a good partner just disappeared. She's just too busy on the hospital, she never slept, she just dosed me with the right encouragement to make me feel alright. I just thought for a moment how perfect she is, how special she is, how spending the rest of my life with her be so worthwhile. She just makes me... I can see her now, I can feel her now, I can taste her always... hehehehe , She is real I'm so sure.

My wife is always caring she just doesn't seem to show it to me the way I want to see it. After 2 months of looking and scrutinizing her I know where her angles are and all I can see is the beauty of how perfectly she was made.

Thank you my dear wife, you are the best and I love you so much.

Mwach!