Happy, happy birthday! First, I apologize for this. I know you really don’t like to be featured on my blog—unlike me, you’re no famewhore. You don’t like being in the spotlight despite the fact that everything about you is ka-feature-feature…you’re handsome (remember how much Raviv’s modelling agency begged you to do a VTR? And when you firmly said you don’t like acting they tried to convince you to do a photoshoot for print ads instead? Still, you refused. Anyone else I know would jump at the opportunity or make slight, insincere pakipot), very smart, and very successful (and you also refuse being interviewed by magazines about your success story! Whereas others would pay good money to see their names or businesses even in the most pipichugin reading materials). Indeed, you’d much rather be at the backstage working, making sure everything is perfect rather than leave everything behind just for your 5 minutes of fame.
Truly, you’re one of a kind. And this is exactly why I can’t NOT write about you. Being the show off that I am (and you knew this right from the very start…humility isn’t exactly my middle name), how do you expect me to keep my wonderful to myself?
You don’t believe me, don’t you? You think you’ve never impressed me, or that I think I’m the smarter one between the two of us? I don’t know why I give you that impression. But you should have a chat with my friends and relatives. They’d tell you I beam with pride whenever I describe how responsible and disciplined you are, how great you are with Raviv, how you scored high in the NMAT even though your taking it was a last-minute decision, and how much I prayed our children would inherit their face from you and not from me.
Ay pango? Hindi, maga lang si Raviv! He got his matangos nose from you!!!
I learned that most of our common friends (who incidentally are our employees) and my personal friends do not see you as “human”…not human, meaning that they can’t imagine you being like them. Remember when we shared our bickering over your buying a new laptop to Pau? After you left Pau said, “Grabe Ma’am hindi ako makapaniwalang may ganung side pala si Sir Randy…na parang ordinaryong tao din pala siya.” I expressed my surprise and Pau furthered, “Kasi ang tingin ko talaga kay Sir…boss…ganun…’yung parang, ‘Ako si Randy Ladaga!’” I was surprised even more because Pau has been with us for two years, and even lived with us for four months. But you know what? Even if you scare the beehives out of Pau, he said that you are his role model. He said he admires you so much because despite what you have achieved, you remain simple and unaffected (kulang na lang sabihin n’yang, “Opposite n’yo Ma’am.” But it’s OK…idol naman ako ni Pau pagdating sa fashion…’di ba Pau?)
Even the mother of our student, Mrs. Lim Suan, told me, “Si Sir Randy grabe no…parang walang idle time? Parang grabeng pagka-workaholic. Nagpapahinga ba siya?”
And this is why I blog about you—because I want the people to know the “human Randy”…I remember when I was young, my favorite celebrity was Alice Dixson simply because she was really stunning. I was so in awe of her beauty that whenever I pooped I thought of her…iniisip ko, “Tumatae rin kaya si Alice Dixson?” I knew she does but I can’t picture someone as beautiful as she doing what then was the most disgusting activity for me.
Honestly, can you imagine na tumatae siya?!? Photo grabbed from photos.lucywho.com
With your guarded veneer, stoic stance and occasional unintentional sarcasm, I know people also think, “Paano kaya si Randy sa anak niya? Sa asawa niya? May sense of humor ba siya?”
I’m sure most people would be surprised how very patient you are with your two babies: one childlike (Raviv) and one childish (Sino?!? Ewan ko…sino ba? Hihi) And you know what? I’m so proud of that fact. Even my friends’ heart go out for when I tell them how I drag you from work just to take pictures of me for my Wardrobe Diary entries…and you either gladly oblige or grumble a bit but do it anyway. I tell them that not to show them you’re tied to my apron strings, but it’s my way of telling them to love you because you’re such a good husband and dad. My heart swells with pride when people find it hard to believe how Practical Randy went all gooey and cheesy when he pursued little ole me. And how you blindly waded in waist-high flood to look for me after the onslaught of Milenyo…you just took the initiative to look for me in the stranded buses, not even sure I was on one. So I was so surprised when I saw you knocking on the window of the bus I was on. No surprise gift or surprise party could ever top that.
Remember how in my wedding vows I said that you made the fairy tale fantasies of the young girl in me come true? How God was so good because before I met you, I was just praying for a responsible man who’s smarter than I am while giving up the “Sana gwapo” fantasy, but then you were all that and more? Five years, hundreds of heated arguments, and one baby later…I mean those things all the more.
I love you, and my wish is for us to be hand in hand in our walk in the Lord. God gave us each other, Raviv, and so much more. He deserves all the glory and I believe our married life will get even better if it’s God-centered.
Happy birthday Sweetheart! I pray that I and everyone who love
s you can make this special day really special for you.
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