I’ve been wanting to write about December 7, 2011 for so long already; but whenever I sit and start writing about it, my mind just wanders and can’t seem to put into words what I so wanted to express. Anyway, after quite many attempts, I will give it another shot. Here goes:
The first time I stepped foot on Davao’s famous Jack’s Ridge and saw its breathtaking overlooking view of Davao City, I already told myself that I’ll marry the person who proposes to me there. He has to pop the question right at the middle of the small canopy at the foot of the hilly park, where a dim spot light illuminates. It is such a romantic spot. The multi-colored lights of Davao City make such a magnificent view from above- a beauty that is beyond words. From up there, I could see the vastness of the city and the towering buildings that become only a speck, an insignificant fragment in an enormous space. From up there, nothing matters – no gigantic, grandiose structures matter.
On December 7, 2011, somebody fulfilled my dream of being proposed to right at that very spot. It was not an ostentatious proposal with scattered flower petals and serenaded candle-lit dinners. It was unpretentious, warm, and heartfelt. When we and four of our closest friends went to Jack’s Ridge and reached the spot to take pictures, I kept on saying how I wished I would be proposed there, really intending to make him hear and give him an idea. I even said, “Di ba, Ma’am Beth, I told you this is the place, and, uh, this is the very spot!” I kept on saying that because I wanted to give him the idea, so when we come back next December, hopefully he would do it (ha-ha).
Never did I think that he would do it right there and then. He suddenly hugged me tight and kissed me, then asked one of our friends to take pictures of the both of us. He took my hand and led me to the center of the canopy where the spot light is. While we were posing for the picture, he slowly drew a package from his back pocket. The next thing I knew, a cute diamond ring is staring at me. I looked at him and he gave me the sheepish smile he always shows whenever he feels awkward and nervous. I just couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe he would do it… there… that time. And that is when I started to cry. He got down on one knee, asked me to marry him, and slipped the ring on my finger. I don’t know if I even had the chance to say ‘yes’. We just hugged and cried, while Ma’am Beth and the others were also in tears.
|The very spot!|
Having Jheck in my life as a friend for 3 years and boyfriend for almost 4 years now is one of God’s greatest blessing to me. He may not be the perfect ‘knight in shining armor’, but he is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. We are the total opposites. He is the fun-loving, carefree type, while I am the prim and logical type. He does things on impulse, while I spend more time thinking and getting things in order first before doing the first move. But as they say, it is our differences that keep us together. We complement each other. He is good at things that I suck at, and vice versa.
I really thank the Lord for writing me this beautiful story – a perfect story with the perfect man to take the lead role – and I continue to pray that the next chapters of the story will be lived by us, this time, as a couple.