I wish I could tell the whole world how amazing my husband is. I grew up surrounded by people who measured someone’s worth by how much money they had. Back then, I was young and naive too, so sometimes I almost believed it. But then I met my husband.  And somehow, he changed the way I see love completely.  I realised it was never really about money. It was always about personality. About the kind of man someone is when nobody is looking. Since I was young, I used to pray for a man with a charming smile, a sharp jawline, someone funny and playful, someone who would make me feel wanted, support my interests, stay beside me through everything, and make life feel a little lighter. And somehow… I found all of that in him. People around me used to tell me I could “do better” just because he drove a small car and came from a simple village background. But I never saw him that way.  I was happy with him then, and I’m still happy with him now. One day, I came across a simple quote...

I’m writing this while my baby is sleeping beside me. The house is finally quiet for a little while, and somehow, it gave me glitter. And yes, we got married. Married to the man who gave me butterflies the very first time I saw him. It still feels funny to me sometimes because if you knew us back then, you probably wouldn’t expect us to end up together. We were so different. He was adventurous. Fearless. Always chasing experiences.  And me? I was the type to overthink everything. The type to disappear when feelings started becoming real. But somehow, life kept pulling us back towards each other. Looking back now, I think one of the reasons I kept avoiding him was because I knew he was different. There was something about him that felt too sincere, too genuine, and maybe that scared me a little.  Because when you meet someone who feels safe, suddenly love becomes real. And real things are scary sometimes. But I still remember how patient he was with me. Even after years of bein...

I met my husband through a friend of a friend. The first time I saw him, I felt a little butterfly in my stomach, but I brushed it off because I didn’t think it would work out. We had very different interests. He was the first person I knew who was very adventurous. He hikes, skates, dives, snowboards… basically, he would try everything he could. Meanwhile, I was the complete opposite. Very subtle, not really adventurous. I only liked hiking. I tend to avoid things that might hurt me because I still carry little traumas from random things in life. I even have a fear of roosters because I got attacked by one when I was younger 😭 and the funny thing is...my husband’s Chinese zodiac is a rooster. HAHA. At first, we were really just friends. Hiking buddies.  But slowly, my feelings towards him started to grow.  And then one day…I disappeared. Yup. Just like that, I disappeared. He did try to contact me, but I ignored him for years. But somehow, he kept coming back. He kept asking...