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Sunday, April 28, 2013

the first three meetings

the weirdest thing is that i hardly remember my husband's face during our first few meetings. i realized this the first time he directly informed me that he was dropping by my high school during school hours. he was from a different school, and i usually know that he was coming to visit from our common friend. but that time he sent an sms to me saying he will be in front of the school gate in a few minutes and that he was with a couple of his classmates. i told him that i'm sorry that i forgot how he looked like and asked him to just please say hi to me first. he thought it was impossible for me not to remember and told me that i should say hi first. and so i had to rely on my guts to know which one to say hi to. but when i reached the gate, i just felt which one was him. he smiled and then he made me take a good look at him and promise not to ever forget again, haha.

thinking about it now, i guess we really had that profound connection from the start. i should have known from the first time we met that he is my soulmate. and if i ever forget his face again, i want to remember at least the first three times that we met in hope that i will feel the same way i did then and remember his face and everything about him again.

the first meeting: it was the second weekend of high school--a saturday, if i am not mistaken. a boy was introduced to me while i was busy listening with my walkman. it was a brief encounter. i actually can't remember anything about him but as would be apparent in our second meeting, his presence sort of rubbed on me, haha. we did not have any communication between the first and second meeting. i did hear that he might have developed a slight crush on my "walkmaning skills" and kept asking about me but that was just about it.

the second meeting: it was during the fiesta at fernando air base. i spotted this unfamiliar face amid my boy classmates. he caught my eye and i just felt that it was him and i don't know why but i kind of hate him. a girl classmate of mine would later confirm that it was him. i played basketball with my boy classmates that  day and i was irritated when he joined us. later, i endured the most awkward walk with him to the subdivision's gate because we had the same curfew. i tried to maintain an arm's length distance from him while walking but somehow we ended walking closely next to each other at some points that i had to move away for more space. i quickly said goodbye to him when we reached the gate. this was why he said on his wedding vow that i had him at goodbye.

the third meeting: it was new year's eve, eight days after we officially became textmates, haha. we were set to meet again at a friend's house. i always remember this scene in slow motion. it was a sunny day but the wind still felt a lot like christmas. the trees were swaying and the sun was shining through their leaves. i was walking to the east, and he to the west. he was looking at his feet while walking. i didn't recognize his face but i felt that it was him. too shy to say hi, i just continued walking. after a couple more steps i turned to look back and saw that he has just reached our friend's front door. and our friend was waving at me to go back and so i did. facing him at the front door, he asked why i didn't say hi. he said he didn't see me. i just said that i didn't see him as well.

the rest is history--some bits of which i may write about in future posts.

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