What Would You Choose? Love or Travel?

Would you give up love for a life full of travels or would you give up a life full of travels for a shot at love?

To be clear I didn’t gave up anything, I chose both. ☺️

I was an exhausted fresh graduate in college hunting for jobs. When I couldn’t land a nursing job, I searched for ways on how I can earn money.

I used the internet, thank God I did, to find for a job and that’s how I started working online.

I didn’t always love traveling. In fact I hated it. Hate is a strong word so perhaps “avoid” is the term I would use. I get sea sick easily so I’d rather stay home than travel. But that changed when I flew to Finland. It was the first time I traveled alone and I was pushed out of my comfort zone. Right then I knew that I wanted to travel more.

Fast forward today, I’ve been to more than 15 countries and have crossed off number one in my bucket list: visit the Eiffel Tower, which I am deeply grateful for.

Now before I move to the next part of this blog, let me tell you that it’s going to be cheesy. So if you’re not into this stuff, stop reading. LOL

I’ve been single because it’s a choice I made so when I travel, I don’t have to worry about leaving someone behind. That’s too sad for me. Have you experienced saying goodbye to a loved one in the airport? The struggle is real. It makes me sad leaving my family and friends behind but I know they will still be my family and friends when I get back. But a boyfriend? It’s hard to keep a relationship when you’re busy exploring new cities and different time zones suck. So I made a promise I won’t get into a relationship unless I’m ready to get married.

If someone tries to date me, I did my best to discourage them. And I don’t fall for the modern style of courting. I’m old school. I like being wooed.

And that’s exactly what my husband (wow who dis) did. Picking me up from the airport with a love letter and my favourite bar of chocolate. That was really sweet. I still smile when I think about it.

He always has something for me every time we see each other. If you follow me on Instagram you’ll see it as “pasalubong of the day”. And I appreciate this gesture.

He’s not perfect. I’m not either. Far from it. But we’re both trying to be the best versions of ourselves. We go to church together and go on a date after. We don’t argue a lot, but if we do, it’s usually about where we’ll eat out. 😆

He never complained about my lifestyle and that he had to take me to the airport and see me off.

After I crossed off the number one in my bucket list, he proposed and I didn’t say yes right away. But in my mind I did. He had to ask twice and then I said yes.

He and his whole family did the “pamalaye” and it was amazing. There were lots of foods and laughs that I will cherish forever. We both cried a little when it was his mom’s turn to speak. His mom cried. He cried. I cried. Happy tears. ☺️

I am truly grateful that I was able to travel to all the countries I’ve been to and for my husband for never giving up in pursuing me even if took a while before I said yes to a first date.

This post is dedicated to my husband and in honor of my wedding. ☺️ Thank you, thank you, thank you. My heart is full.

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