*A reflection….*

By Freek at 5:10 pm on Monday, July 30, 2007

Allow me to indulge in some self-reflection.

A moment for me to think about being married.

It feels silly sometimes, to argue about teeny-weeny little things. Like, an unclosed drawer, dirty laundry on the floor, too much time spent at the PC, interrupted train of thoughts, instructions disobeyed, forgotten reminders, exceeded budget, uncontrolled urges to spend, egoistic moments, insensitive remarks, yadda-yadda, blah blah… And oh! The silliest has got to be, unshampooed hair.

I guess, these all just happens. It will always happen.

Sometimes, though, I wish, these things don’t happen.

I wish, we didn’t have to waste time, arguing, putting each other down, raging a mini-cold war or having to give silent treatments, or spacing out for a few minutes. I mean, death comes to us all at whenever it’s time for us to go and every few seconds together is precious as can be.

But then again, what fun would it be if everything went on TOO perfectly?

If we didn’t argue, there won’t be any making-up to do. And we love being treated or spoiled by one another. I can bug him for ice-cream treats and he can then ask me for his favourite soft drinks which we would restrict one another on any other given day.

If we didn’t have that (maximum) 1 hour space-out time(this is the longest our silence has ever been.. somehow, we just can’t stay that long without hearing each other), we wouldn’t realize how much we need one another. As the time ticks by, and that person who has gone through good and bad times with you, is just there in the room with you, it’s not only tempting, but very stupid for one to continue being hot-headed or obstinate still.

It’s all about giving and taking. Sure, we hear that a lot. Even with friends and family, that’s what we have to do. Else , we’ll all prolly be at each other’s throat all the time. But with being married, it’s a little different. This person not only lives with, but you share intimate moments with them too.

I learned a lot about giving and taking, from the 1st month of being with him. If I didn’t, we couldn’t have lasted 78months together. But I also believe that the reason why we love one another so much, is because, we’re one another’s first love.

And once I remind myself of all the good times we’ve been through and the good things I love about him, that unshampooed hair, isn’t really a big deal anymore.

In fact, gives me a chance to treat him like a baby and shampoo it for him. *winks*

And, baby, I didn’t wanna write an entry for you for fear of being repetitive. There’s not many ways of saying “I love you”, but I think you don’t need those 3 words to know how much you mean to me. Mohammad Shaifudin Bin Jamaludheen Maricar, I’m grateful that I am YOURS.

And you’re mine.

Happy 78th month, darling.

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Comment by ain

August 1, 2007 @ 1:18 am

happy 78mnths..
hehehe n kak hmmm errr ermm abg tk shampoo rambut die??

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Comment by Freek

August 1, 2007 @ 7:03 am

Dia shampoo… cuma kengkadang dia forget…*lol*

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