June 2014 – favoritecupoftea

When I was 19, I purchased my college graduation ring together with a pair of silver bond rings. Admittedly, I have always been a hopeless romantic and back then, I swore I will only wear the ring when I have already found the person to whom I will give the other pair to. I prayed to God and promised my self that on the day I turn 24, I will give the ring to the person I know I will someday marry. Long story short, the “bond ring” was my version of the “engagement ring”.

And true enough, the moment I hit 24 in 2011, I gave the ring to Kyle. We started wearing it everyday. It almost feels like my right ring finger is naked without it, it feels weird. We got a lot of questions, people wondered if we were already engaged, some even asked if we’re married. I, personally, shrugged it off. I only shared the story to a few trusted friends because it was something very personal to me. It was my promise to Kyle that someday, at the right time, I will marry him and it’s definitely going to be him.

The funny thing is, despite the fact that I “promised” to marry him, I had a lot of requirements before he can propose. For a time, I felt like I kinda pressured Kyle already into being this and that before he can formally ask my hand for marriage. Hence, it took a few more years before he can summon his guts to drop the question.

I take marriage very seriously. I know exactly what I want for my wedding and I will not compromise most of it. More importantly, I also have a goal for our life after the ceremony. I wanted us to be emotionally, psychologically, spiritually and financially prepared for married life. I felt like our parents have given us so much that they deserve nothing less than seeing us maturely prepare for our future family. After all, getting married for me is finally telling to the world that we are ready to settle down and be independent.

And so I anxiously waited for that fateful moment. And on 26 April 2014, Kyle, with the help of family and friends, turned an ordinary client meeting into one of the most memorable moments in my life. He knelt on his knee and asked me to be his wife. It was surreal. The proposal was a big success, especially considering that a woman like me who thought I’d feel it when it’ll finally happen, was totally surprised. I was taken aback. For a moment, I was immobile. FINALLY, KYLE AND I ARE ENGAGED. We are getting married.

I leave the details of the proposal for a later post as soon as the proposal video is ready. For now, suffice it to say that I am very happy to be engaged to no less than the person with whom I have spent almost five beautiful years with. Together, with God’s grace, we will make all our dreams come true. Never have I been this so sure, before 2015 ends, I will officially be Mrs. Christian Enrile Chan.

And so I decided to purchase my own domain today. I felt like for so many years, I have been squatting over the internet, devouring over so many social networking sites and just depending my online character on them. This time, this is ME. This is my site. I have my own identity. Plus, this gives me the motivation to seriously blog as I paid for this. HAHA.

Now, for my first entry, I’d like it to be something that defines me most as a person and as creature of God. I will share with you the biggest blessing I have ever received so far. It is much bigger than my college or law school diploma, even more important than my license to practice law. It is none other than, Sheldon. My first ever baby dog. 🙂

This was when I first had a glance of this beautiful angel :) — This was when I first had a glance of this beautiful angel 🙂

Nobody thought that I could ever, in my lifetime, take care of a dog. I was bitten by 2 dogs at an early age and I didn’t really like them. Things changed, however, when Kyle and I got together. He is a complete dog lover. And I could say that I kind off developed my fondness of dogs as I see him pet and take care of Amber and Hachi.

Sheldon was one of those purchases that I didn’t really plan. It was an impulsive decision. I saw an ad on facebook with his picture on it and that instant I was sure, I am gonna buy that dog. And really, I did.

He was 2 months old when I took him in. At first, I made him sleep on my bedroom floor and before I knew it he’s sleeping beside me already. Grooming and feeding him was hard but it was most challenging to toilet train him. My baby, however, did not disappoint. He is so sweet, he doesn’t bite and rarely barks. He calls attention when he needs to go and voluntarily heads to the door.

First Grooming 🙂

I love how he races with me each time I had to leave the house because he wants to go with me too. I love the wiggling of his tail and kisses when I get home. He is always excited to see me. He makes my sad and stressful days go away. He is such a joy to be with. He is my happy ball of fur.

Last December 28, 2014, he turned 3 years old, 21 in dog years. I cannot thank him enough for teaching me how to love in its purest form, unconditional and selfless. He made me love without need of affirmation. It has been a wonderful experience and I have no regrets taking him in.

My love's 1st ever Birthday! — My love’s 1st ever Birthday!

Baby Boy driving me around :) — Baby Boy driving me around 🙂

I call him my first “born” because my love for him is no less than the love a mother has for her child. Sheldon fills a huge part of my life that I could state for the record, that he completed my life. His loyalty amazes me, his sweetness warms my heart. Never had I experienced this state of happiness. I am a better person and it’s all because him. I love love him so much. Beyond words.