A Name Without A Face

Everyday there’s a little less of a chance I wouldn't hear it, inside the bus, in the streets, in school (when I was still in college), in my everyday conversation with friends and in the neighborhood.

I've heard it a thousand times or probably even more before we actually met. I hear it every day like it was some sort of news. It’s like a playlist being played on the radio. It’s very common that you share it with a lot of guys.

In my recollection, there was something about it I couldn't figure out. It’s like a match stick rubbed into the rough side of its box and fires up. It just simply lights me up and it’s funny and weird all at the same time. That thing I’m trying to describe is your name, “Niño”.

I remember I have two friends back in collegiate years that have friends with the same name as yours and as weird as it can be something came up to me, something that says "someday there’ll be a guy named Niño who will sweep me off my feet and he will be the love of my life." But of course, it was crazy to think that I actually feel a spark to a name without a face. It’s like a big question mark written all over my face. So, I just totally brushed off the idea.

Over the years a lot has changed. I have been through rough times and have already forgotten half about it. Then came, you. And for some strange reasons there's a force of nature that waved back to me. I was struck in awe. I really couldn't explain the burst of emotions I was going through at that time. It was crazy and wonderful and it was like a lucid dream that came to life. I just can’t believe that it was actually happening. I never really took it seriously, I didn't really entertain the thought, and I didn't really give much attention to it because to me it was impossible. I mean, it could be any guy with a different name. But your name plus you, came at such a perfect time.

 I never really took it as a sign. You know, hearing your name in my everyday routine but I guess it really was a sign. And it’s funny because after so many heartaches I never really prayed for anything but to be happy in love and be loved by someone whom God has molded just for me. I just never thought that God would connect each dots on your name to create a wonderful canvass. Your name now has a face. And I am so grateful to God for this gift. It’s just amazing how God uniquely created our love story. How he let our different paths meet in his crazy big maze. How he let all this came true for me.

Now that we’re on our fourth year of marital bliss and remembering how I felt when we exchange vows on our wedding day hasn't change a bit. It still gives me the same spark and magical feeling I felt about your name even before seeing your face.

So, I guess nobody really is too old for fairy tales after all.

Happy Fourth Year Wedding Anniversary Potch! I love you to hell and back.