how strange that all these months, this is the first time i'm looking at her handwriting?

love n sense

is it quantifiable to love someone more each day? it seems illogical but that's exactly what it feels like everytime i uncover something fascinating or endearing about her. and in that moment i feel my heart do something in between a yawn n ache, and i want to just hold her so close and never let her go.

when i read these entries back, it really sounds like i'm 12 innit? or maybe that's what the purest love feels like. only a child could fathom and feel. and it's just that artless connection which cannot be sullied by time or age. because it just is.

visualise to materialise

the commitment ceremony


the tea ceremony


and then some!


a simple spread

"At e rate this dumpling driver is jerkg e bus i think everyones gg to barf"

And that's the sort of dry wicked wit which defines how she copes with her banal routines from day to day. it must be hell jumping on a bus to commute more than an hour to an uninspiring job which she is obviously over-qualified and under-paid.

i think what truly moves me about her is that quiet strength i first observed as she unravelled a string of narratives from her childhood till her adult years of too many abusive r/s. that $1/dinner story will forever be etched in my mind as a definitive moment of admiration and pity. and how she loves so deeply and uncompromisingly she would traverse the globe to see the one she loves. or the insane levels of physical suffering she takes upon herself and finds so much strength in her faith.

all these are the sum of her parts. and i want to embrace every facet of her, warts and all, and commit this to forever.

the beauty of domesticity

I'm sitting beside her, both on our lappies on a lazy sunday arvo, after a heavy brekkie n getting groceries, which she proceeded to lug given my strained heel-tendon. i'm stealing occasional glances at her enrapted in her vacation planning which she has sorted out on an excel spreadsheet no less -swoon- she's looking mighty hot in her speccies and that preoccupied look of a very tall executive, oh wait, consultant pardon me.

i thank god every minute for her. she has taken on everything and everyone in my life, including my three kids, no wait, make that 4 including self hehe.
i can't imagine life without her. she's more than a partner/spouse. she is something close to a beautiful angel. sent from above with the strength of an amazon, but the heart of a saint.

how do i love thee? let me count the ways

1. how you put so much of yourself in your baking, even for someone you've not met. only because you have a heart of gold
2. how you plant countless kisses when i slumber (yes i feel it but am often too sleepy to respond hehe)
3. how you peel all  my crab shells with such thorough n dogged effort, only so you can feed it to me n melt my heart
4. how you want to take care of my loved ones because you have the generosity of a saint
5. how you put others before yourself at work, another trait which reflects your selflessness
6. how you are so adventurous in bed because pleasuring your partner is second nature
7. how you look away shyly and smile when i express my love through my constant gaze
8. how you hold me through the night when you sense my needs without words
9. how you kiss every single tear and make me feel like the most loved person in the world

i wanna nua with you