The biggest decision of my life, just yet.
John and me at the Harbour Square Park. Summer of 2017. When John asked me to come visit him back in July of 2014, the plan was only for the whole summer. I was working in a newspaper then and just had permission from my boss to go on a two-month vacation. Sixty days were too short of a vacation when you’re just starting to know more about the special person in your life, and enjoying that sense of being cared about. I dreaded receiving emails from the boss asking if I was coming back to Manila or not. I tried asking extending my vacation leave, but it was declined. However, I understood where my boss was coming from. I loved my job, but I love John even more. He told me that he wasn’t ready to send me home to the Philippines just yet. I was so confused then, and had to seek my sisters’ opinion and advice about the situation. They’d given me their blessing, and supported my decision to stay here with John. After weeks of thorough consideration, I decided to quit my job. It was...