25 years and counting :)

I didn't have to look that far to search for the perfect kind of love. It is already screaming itself right in front of me. :)

the look of love.

Yesterday, my parents celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. We didn't have a ceremony nor did we threw a party. Instead, we tried to do something special on this extra special day of my parents. My sister and I were on our best behavior, I believe so. On our way home from Manila, we bought them a cake and wrote them a card. Papa had only one wish for this day- a family picture, all of us looking a little formal and decent. His little wish is our command. So even when I hated being in that gown (and I could tell Ate hated it too), I had done it without a word of complaint and with a smile pasted on my face. When it was finally done, I realized that it wasn't that bad to do it. In fact, a family picture is beautiful to look at.

Then we went to Tagaytay to have lunch. We were on a tight budget so we chose a restaurant that does not look expensive and that serves pizza and pasta, because that's what Ate and I were craving for. It was a wrong choice of restaurant. The food wasn't to our liking. Food is still food, so I still ate until I could. At least, the restaurant had let us use their TV like it was ours. And in fairness, the staff were all very kind to us.

After doing the grocery, we went home. That was how we spent the day. It is very seldom that we spend time like that, just the four of us, so it was still a beautiful day even when things didn't turn out so perfect. I love my family! I couldn't, and wouldn't, ask for better parents and sister.

To my dear parents, happy 25th wedding anniversary and i hope you'll have 50 more years of happy life together. You're an inspiration to me. Lovelove, ü

my jewels.