A husband for a prince

Where did I meet my wonderful husband?

In London of course!

We were young. He rode a white horse and I was singing..hahaha

Nahhhhh. Though it was a day that I'd always like to reminisce, it was nothing like those disney's fairytale. It was normal like any other normal day. I was jovial, he was a nerd - it's true. We didn't really talked much the first time because obviously I thought I was way cooler than him. hahaha Though we shared a lot of mutual friends together we were happy to mind our own business.

I remember thinking to myself how the chillie cheese bites is sooo good that I didn't noticed I have my future husband besides me.

It was new year of 2008 and that's when things started to get interesting. After a few weeks of getting to know him, he developed a bit of the crazinest.

Naturally for us overseas students sticking and supporting each other was something we would do between us as living in the foreign country we would need all the help we can get. We became friends and shared a lot of things in common. He became my travel companion and until today he's still is.

It didn't took long for us to discover that we like each other. In 8 months of getting to know him and after finishing our Master degrees we decided that it's best to get engaged.

2 months later we were married. Young? Yes I do think so too. Too fast? Like a speed of light. But what's more interesting is the married life. We didn't really get to know each other that well before (8 months remember?) so throughout the marriage itself we brought our friendship to a whole new level.

To REALLY get to know each other.

There were ups downs. But mostly happy times. Like how I wanted everything in this house according to me and how he wanted the furnitures arranged according to him. It was. Really. Annoying. But then that's how we learn to compromised and how to handle another person in the same house who's sharing the same bed with us.

For me personally, real love isn't born until you're married. Even when you're living together it can't be compared to marriage. It's different somehow. Not just you learn to love his flaws but small things like you learn to love taking care a person more than you take care of yourself, you learn that sacrificing is much more painless when he's happy and how much more meaningful the memories you shared together. Way more meaningful than when we were dating. And you feel that you have a whole new responsibility that automatically sets you to do it without even being asked to. It. Is. like a friendship bring out to whole new level.

Sure there are times he would drive me crazy. Like not taking the trash out earlier or keep stressing about a traffic jam when we're actually in a traffic jam.Ugh! And I'm sure like any other wives, those are the days that we wished to take some time off and be single again. But I know I could never imagined myself without him. Not in a million years. And I'm glad that I'm married to the most wonderful man on earth and thankful to Allah that He gave me someone who cooks and take care of me and still thinks I'm beautiful when I wakes up.

And sure what the heck? we wives could always take a day off and be single. It'll be much more sweeter since by the end of the day, it's nice to have somebody who puts their arms around us. That's when you'll appreciate a husband more.

So you see, how you meet your husband or how you got to know him doesn't really matter. It might not be some enchanted fairytales or you might not have a cinderella story but when you're his wife you're definitely his princess.