Friday, January 25, 2008

Some Good Things Never Last

11 years ago today, friends and relatives from different parts of the globe flocked to Las Pinas City, Philippines to witness one historical event: the much-awaited wedding of Delfin and Antonina del Rosario's 39-year old "unica hija" and her 27-year old Prince Charming. Many were curious who this fierce lover was that melted the hardened heart of a woman who has solemnly vowed to remain single for the rest of her life.

Some were amazed, some were shocked and some were definitely disappointed. But the bride was extremely happy to even care how anybody felt during that sunny Saturday afternoon. She was head over heels with her 'Knight in a shining armor', completely mesmerized by his captivating smile, gentle voice and astounding charm.

In the beginning of their marriage she thought he was more than everything she hoped for in a man. He was extraordinarily romantic to the extent that sometimes, she wanted to ask him if he could love her a little less so she could have room to breath.

He wanted them to embrace each other all night long with his arm as her pillow that sleeping became so uncomfortable for her. He was like James Taylor saying "I love you" over and over again many times in a day. They hugged each other while she sat on his lap when they watch TV. He was not at all ashamed to kiss her in front of the other members in the household. He drove for her wherever she goes, sparing her the stress of driving in a traffic jam. He was the perfect handyman inside the house. When they eat, he would serve her rice and viand. When they're already upstairs and she needed something downstairs he would gladly fetch it for her. When he leaves for work he couldn't stop kissing and hugging her that she had to forcefully drive him away or he would be late.

Everything was running so smoothly but when she thought she couldn't ask for more, the transformation inevitably began.

After only two months of wedded bliss, he could no longer hide his 'true color'.

It was so ironic that when she eventually got used to being hugged all night long, he preferred space between them instead. When she learned to say "I love you" naturally, he already got tired of saying it. And when she was finally accustomed to passionate and prolonged kissing he was surprisingly contented with just a peck.

Tsk . . . tsk . . . Some good things never last.


  1. Nora,
    Nice blog..Nice stories..I just hope you can run some more. Good luck!

    Bald Runner

  2. Nice to see another runner in my blog! Hope to see you in action when I finally make it to the 5k run--but I guess you're already a marathon runner? Good luck to you too!

  3. How I wish I could be strong as you. I am still the "conservative" type of wife who believe that what God has joined together, let no man put asunder.

  4. Haven't you heard? What God has put asunder, let no man join together!

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  7. Hi,Nora! Hope you don't stop writing. Really enjoy reading your blog. I don't normally leave comments but just feel I have to, now that it's been 3 months since your last entry. Keep writing, please...

    Your Secret Admirer

  8. Hey nora, I'm sure there will be good things coming your way that will last a lifetime. You'll see... :)

  9. I think so too, Jaymie. . . Hope to see you soon!