Sweet Reflection

Papa Bkworm just left for work and I have another hour before I make my way to the office. I was watching him tie his shoe laces and suddenly a flash of the past came to my mind.

We met almost fifteen years ago. We started out as friends. And fast friends we became. I found him funny yet profoundly intelligent. Gentle and caring in his ways. Mind you, he has his idiosyncracies. But don't we all, to some degree or another? He was so young then. I was much older but never really felt the age difference though most people would naturally assume him to be younger due to his (very) youthful disposition. Baby face, they call it.

When we eventually ended up together, some poked fun and said I was cradle snatching. Little did they know how much his strength has carried me through dark days. And the bond is uncanny. We could actually finish each other's sentences. We agree on most things though we are entire opposites when it comes to money. In a toast at our wedding, someone said that Papa Bkworm will be making the money and I will be spending it! He IS prudence personified and I..... I am just more generous with money. LOL!!

As he was tying his shoe laces this morning, I thought of the times when we had enjoyed countless lunches at the lane opposite our office and the many evenings when he would send me for Bible Study classes in church even though he did not know Christ then. And how we would hide behind the giant pillars outside our office because inevitably some 'sibuk' colleagues from other departments would come out for lunch at the same time and snigger at the odd couple...us. Though we were like two peas in a pod, seemingly inseparable, never, never did I imagine that years later, he would become my husband. We were supposed to be just best friends and kindred spirits separated by time and circumstances.

Sometimes in the midst of being married, we forget the special moments that bring us together. Simple gestures, ordinary events. But they paved the way to where we are today.

He got up from the little stool which we placed at the door. A kiss and a hug and he was off to work. And this reflection will carry me through another day.