The Proposal: Tiffany

Ever After was a dream but last January 12, 2008, maybe between 11:00 to 11:30 PM, I had a taste of that dream. I never really prepared for an engagement, I know Mr. Simpatiko is still at the top of his obligations being the family breadwinner, and I understand his predicament of having a sick father deserves preference than buying a diamond ring.

In eight years, we’ve long been dreaming of getting married but we never seriously talked about details. I am relatively four years younger than him that the pressure to settle is not on my side plus I also have dreams for my career that I can easily pursue when I have all the time for myself. In fact, people around us especially those who know how long we’ve been together were becoming impatient to receive wedding invitations, they keep on asking and I keep on saying “Malapit na, sa 2015.”

On my birthday, I asked Mr. Simpatiko what is his gift for me, I told him he can just reimburse what I have paid for my bday dress. He just smiled and told me “I thought you don’t want surprises.” I kidded him saying “Only if it’s not your idea.”

I am clueless except for some strange acts of Mr. Simpatiko, to wit:

First, he sang quite a lot, dedicating all his songs for me, usually he sings only one song “Words.”

Second, there were stolen signals between Mr. Simpatiko and several friends.

Third, one girl friend removed the center table blocking me and Mr. Simpatiko who is seated across the couch.

I am clueless until there was a sudden silence. Everybody stared on me while the song “You and I Both” were being set on the screen. Then Mr. Simpatiko knelt before me and showed me a diamond ring.

Everybody screamed and I felt the best feeling I had, so far.

Mr. Simpatiko uttered some words but I remember only a few of them:

“I am not perfect but I will try to love you perfectly.”…………….“Will you be my baby for the rest of my life?”…………………“Payag ka ba?”

I don’t know why I suddenly lost my vocabulary save for the words “Syempre. Naman.” and why my eyes suddenly turned into a river of tears.

They said, it was tears of joy, my mind disagree, I already had my tears of joy when I passed the bar exam and although the happiness is almost comparable, I will prefer to call those tears as tears of love, tears of being patient, tears of being the most loved person by Mr. Simpatiko.

Officially, WE ARE ENGAGED and I love the Tiffany. :)