Remembering the First of November

My wife and I have a unique way of celebrating the first of November, the worldwide day of our dead because this happened to be among all dates, our engagement day, the very first time I opened up my feelings to her which she accepted.
My wife was the very first person who took patience in listening to my 'whys'. In 1999, I was at that point of falling in love with science so everytime there were things my eyes caught and wanted to know WHY such thing happened, she was there to give me answers. Sometimes, her logic was sound and it convinced me.

She is also inclined in sciences upon her parents' prodding (a licensed Pharmacist) but when she was on her own, she took BS Accountancy. There in her second course, she became my student (oddly in an English class). And the rest is history. She is now a CPA and the head of the accountancy department in our school. She is presently working towards her Master's in Business Administration degree.

Yesterday, she sent me this message:

"Nine years ago, I was in terrible pain and emptiness. Then you came into view offering not only friendship but also love wanting to give me hope and bring back the twinkle in my eyes. It sounded like a joke when you told me 'tayo na lang..."I'm glad you took the risk of telling me that line. It changed my life and gave me hope. You filled the emptiness in me. You turned the tears into smiles and laughters. You made me complete. Thank you so much daddy. I love you. Happy 9th anniversary."

It touched me. Thanks mommy!

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