Twisted

The night before Valentine, knowing it is a day of hearts and I wanted something special for that day I asked my hubby to be “creative”. And so the morning came, after giving me a peck and greeting me ‘Happy Valentine’ he went off to work. I had a scheduled meeting at lunch that day and asked him if he wanted to go with me. We were to commute since the car was not available. He was readily game with the commute, knowing he have not done so since his college days…which I have to say has been years ago.  I was afraid for him because everytime we go out people had mistaken him for a foreigner…and it causes trouble on its own which I will just leave it at that. After the meeting we went home thinking, ahh this is how ‘creative’ he can get. Somehow I did not push it but was glad that he exerted effort.I was then set for a Valentine snack date with my son and we had it in Jollibee. The father tagged along too. By this time  I  received the news about the tragic accident our church’s pastor and his wife had. My husband asked me if I will go to the wake and I said ok but in my mind I was thinking, do they have kids? Who will take care of them? Why?

Early that night I called my husband and told him there are three reasons why I will not go and recounted it to him but i also added that I will think about it. Right after that call I received a text from a church mate who I rarely meet asking us to attend the wake. Seeing that God might be pointing out something I called back my husband and we immediately left for church.

In all this, I told my husband to be creative but how it turned out was not what I expected  neither did he nor the other members of our church who were all preparing to be romantic that day and became busy with preparing for the wake.