7 Three Years After Promising Forever (It Won’t Always Make Sense)

Our wedding in Combourg proved further that Nico and I are meant to be, not because fate forced us to be together, but because we choose to do so every day.

Everyday, we choose each other and look beyond the little things that annoy us like me puking on his face the night before our wedding or him forgetting the soft drinks for our wedding party (Nico: It was Erwan's fault!), and still hold each other's hands and vow forever in front of those dearest to us, and let them go the very next day, assured that we will always come back home.

Literally, that happened to us. We spent our first day as #bulliedhusband and #wifezilla apart. Nico went to Italy and I went to Spain with my friends--the very next day after our wedding.

People would ask us how we have managed to maintain the same level of love, security, and trust in our relationship after all these years. We couldn't give a simpler explanation: We just work hard for the relationship.

Three years after getting hitched, I am telling you: It is easier said than done. Making sense of forever doesn't make sense all the time.

Forever doesn't make sense when Nico leaves his shirt in places in the house where the shirt should not be there. I don't get mad. But I need everything to be neat in the house. So I get super annoyed because I want the house to look like a showroom all the time.

"I'll do it later," he would reply after nagging him to pick up his clothes.

"You never do it later! Do it now! You know, I work hard to keep this house clean so that when we come home, we come home to a home, and you're just playing around," I would continue my nagging. (Nico: I'd pick up the shirt right after this statement because I wouldn't want to unleash #wifezilla.)

Then, he would make me laugh and I'd fall for him again and find him cute and forever would make sense again.

But there were times that I wouldn't like the person Nico would become when he was stressed. Forever wouldn't make sense at that moment. Or Nico wouldn't like me when I get too anxious and become the least nice person in the room… or during my period. He would probably ask why he promised me that forever would make sense. These moments will happen again. It wouldn't happen just once or twice throughout our marriage.

That is why it's very important to find that person who will be there for you and who will be patient and who will like you at a time when you're not the best energy to be around. Nico has stood by me and loved me at my best, at my worst. (Nico: That's Bullied Husbands' Club Rule #1323424!)

Nico and I still have a looong way to go. We just bought a house. So what's next for us?

We will sure have a lot of petty fights about Nico's tidiness or lack thereof and I will probably have my outbursts.

But we will also get to share quiet mornings drinking coffee and talking about Pochola and Negroni like the obsessed pet parents that we are turning into. (Nico: We will only try talking about El Gato because he gets jealous easily.) Then, we will just go on with our work. He will bring Chairwoofman Pochola to his office. And, I will go to my tapings and other showbiz engagements and come home maybe the next day just when Nico is about to leave the house again for the office. But before that, we will catch up while I prepare to sleep and he prepares for work

We will also take turns buying kangkong and okra for Patato and Pechuga. (Nico: Patato will probably demand a bigger house in the future, not just kangkong and okra.) Then, we will have more Friday nights in, enjoying meals I'll cook while watching TV or just staying in bed.

We will have these and more to share for the rest of our lives. Not really a grand plan. But we will delight in these little moments of just the two of us until we will face our next big adventure.

We are looking forward to the day that we will add more sunshine to our home. (Nico: So to those who didn't understand, we want to add humans to our home. No more pets or more windows!)

Hopefully, Nico will not name our little sunshine after Lionel Messi. #