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9 years later...

This is the story of a dentist-in-waiting-nomad, Angela (a.k.a. my sister, "Ate"-[for those who don't speak Filipino, pronounced "a-teh"]) and a basketball playing of an engineer.

Freshman year: boy sees girl and never speaks to her.

Senior year: boy befriends girl's sister and gets his chance.

A winter formal came along. Boy asked. Girl accepted. Boy meets girl's brothers (eek!), mom, and dad (EEK!). They danced.

Girl moves to San Francisco, then San Jose. Boy moves to San Jose. Boy moves back to Valencia. Girl stays in San Jose.

This summer, girl will move back to Valencia.

Soon, boy and girl will finally be getting married! 9 years later!

I have yet to express how excited I am that my sister and Louie are finally getting married. (Not that they needed to tie the knot to officially make Louie a part of our family.) For nine years, Louie has become another big brother to me and an Uncle "Looouuuwweeeee" to my nieces- always willing to do anything for our family, even in the absence of my sister. God could not have given my sister a more perfect partner in life and vice vesa.

Like Wyatt and myself, Louie and Ate are opposites. However, as much as opposites attract, it's their core values that keep them together. It's their love of family, their spirituality and their willingness to make it work. No two people deserve this more. In the nine years since they began dating, Louie and my sister have been split apart due to school and work.  When they were in undergrad they lived 30 minutes apart in Los Angeles County and during graduate school, my sister took off to San Francisco! If 30 minutes was hard, it was about to get tougher!  For those four years my sister was in dental school, Louie was still living in southern California.  At this point, they've both earned their fair share of Southwest Airlines frequent flyer miles! When my sister decided to do her residency in San Jose, Louie made his decision to get his masters up north as well.  After a year or so (I can't quite recall), Louie was offered a temporary position at his old job in southern California.  He moved back home for what was supposed to be for the summer.  His old company offered him opportunities for grad school in southern California and he took it.  So, he packed his stuff in San Jose and moved back home.  My sister waited in northern California for her residency to finish so she could move back as well.  Now, her residency is almost up (3 more weeks, I think) and she will be on her way back home.  They have endured a long distance relationship, only seeing each other a couple times a month (if even that!). Unlike many couples, they've managed to make it work, keeping in mind that everything they do, every step they take in regards to their education and work, is for their future.

I can't wait!


God Bless,
Kat

Comments

  1. LOL! I like the play by play summary of their relationship.

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  2. you're going to cry? good. that was the intention. :)

    umm...so wyatt, are you laughing at their love story? :/

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