The Sunday afternoon wears off, it was time to catch up with her work. She sits there, in her favorite spot in the house, the patio looking over the backyard. She is trying to finish her work for the next day as the sun slowly sliding off to the west. The cool breeze passes, she pauses and takes time to enjoy it. It is a lovely afternoon indeed.
She stops her work and looks across the backyard, and there he is, the reason of her being. She smiles watching him dribbling the ball left and right. He always seems to be more alive every time he does that. She looks at him, the boy she never really planned to love, yet the one who proves that he could handle her antics. She can't help but smile a little as the sunlight plays around with his features, and for some obvious reason it always highlights the perfect spot.
She smiles remembering on how it starts out. How he had her heart the first moment she laid her eyes on him. A ragged disheveled mysterious boy who popped up out of nowhere. She knew right there and then, he would be the one who ruined her plan, the one where she said she would never fall in love with anyone at the moment. Later she would find out how chance brought him there, how coincidence seemed to play a big part on their lives, how she now could see, the bigger picture, one with him in it.
But she still had to convince him, to let him know, for he would not have known, that he had her heart since the very beginning. Things were rough, doubts were high, for both of them, especially her. She could not afford another breakdown. She could not afford another disappointment. She didn't want to gamble. So at first, she kept her plan, she ignored the feeling, the knot in her stomach every time she gazed at him, or how they seemed to always find each other in the crowded room, or how easy it was to talk to him when it was only the two of them. She ignored it all.
But she's glad that she finally caved to the feeling. She's glad that she took the leap of faith, against all her plans, she opened up her heart for him. She let him know that her heart was dangling on her sleeves and at that moment, and up until now still beats for him.
It took him a while to come around though, but he did eventually. She was the one who had to convince him, that he was indeed, the love of her life. She remembers the first time he uttered the words, how he wanted to take the chance on them, even with all their differences. That day, she felt the high she had never felt in her life. Everything was like a Disney movie on that day, and every color became brighter ever since that day.
What she loves most about him is that he never put her too high on the pedestals. He knows the right amount of flattery that she could handle without being uncomfortable. She loves his simple romantic gesture, that means nothing to others but for her, it means the world.
She startles as the ball flies towards her face, and with her quick reflexes she caught it. He gives her a smile that she knows too well, the same smiles they share when they have a secret.
"Throw it here Mommy!" her second child says to her.
She gives the foursome a questioning look. She breathes in the sight, and thanking God for bringing him to her and giving her these piece of heaven; the four souls who are staring at her for the moment.
"Come on Mom, it wasn't intentional," the eldest defends the group.
She stands up and walks up to them, she throws the ball towards him, "I believe this is yours."
"Yes, but you keep it," he throws it back to her, "it's my heart and it's yours." The same line he used when he told her that he wanted to take a chance on them.
She laughs and the children groan and complain to their cheesiness. She walks over and gives him a kiss, "One of these days, that line would not work on me."
He gives her a smile, "Well I'm glad that day hasn't come yet."
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:)
She stops her work and looks across the backyard, and there he is, the reason of her being. She smiles watching him dribbling the ball left and right. He always seems to be more alive every time he does that. She looks at him, the boy she never really planned to love, yet the one who proves that he could handle her antics. She can't help but smile a little as the sunlight plays around with his features, and for some obvious reason it always highlights the perfect spot.
She smiles remembering on how it starts out. How he had her heart the first moment she laid her eyes on him. A ragged disheveled mysterious boy who popped up out of nowhere. She knew right there and then, he would be the one who ruined her plan, the one where she said she would never fall in love with anyone at the moment. Later she would find out how chance brought him there, how coincidence seemed to play a big part on their lives, how she now could see, the bigger picture, one with him in it.
But she still had to convince him, to let him know, for he would not have known, that he had her heart since the very beginning. Things were rough, doubts were high, for both of them, especially her. She could not afford another breakdown. She could not afford another disappointment. She didn't want to gamble. So at first, she kept her plan, she ignored the feeling, the knot in her stomach every time she gazed at him, or how they seemed to always find each other in the crowded room, or how easy it was to talk to him when it was only the two of them. She ignored it all.
But she's glad that she finally caved to the feeling. She's glad that she took the leap of faith, against all her plans, she opened up her heart for him. She let him know that her heart was dangling on her sleeves and at that moment, and up until now still beats for him.
It took him a while to come around though, but he did eventually. She was the one who had to convince him, that he was indeed, the love of her life. She remembers the first time he uttered the words, how he wanted to take the chance on them, even with all their differences. That day, she felt the high she had never felt in her life. Everything was like a Disney movie on that day, and every color became brighter ever since that day.
What she loves most about him is that he never put her too high on the pedestals. He knows the right amount of flattery that she could handle without being uncomfortable. She loves his simple romantic gesture, that means nothing to others but for her, it means the world.
She startles as the ball flies towards her face, and with her quick reflexes she caught it. He gives her a smile that she knows too well, the same smiles they share when they have a secret.
"Throw it here Mommy!" her second child says to her.
She gives the foursome a questioning look. She breathes in the sight, and thanking God for bringing him to her and giving her these piece of heaven; the four souls who are staring at her for the moment.
"Come on Mom, it wasn't intentional," the eldest defends the group.
She stands up and walks up to them, she throws the ball towards him, "I believe this is yours."
"Yes, but you keep it," he throws it back to her, "it's my heart and it's yours." The same line he used when he told her that he wanted to take a chance on them.
She laughs and the children groan and complain to their cheesiness. She walks over and gives him a kiss, "One of these days, that line would not work on me."
He gives her a smile, "Well I'm glad that day hasn't come yet."
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:)
