Forgive me, I just need to post this one.
Every morning in our quiet little village, numerous joggers often pass by in front of our gate. In the span of time that we’ve been living there, I got acquainted with but a few of the consistent joggers. When I leave early for work, I always prepare my warm morning greetings for the people that I will be meeting on the street on that day. A smile is always handy to carry around these days.
An elderly couple never fails to catch my attention everyday. Yes, they are jogging but no, they are not. I mean, they are part of the joggers group but they are not running, only walking.
There are three items that made them odd from the rest as per my observation. One is that the lady is always carrying a small flower on her hand, gumamela, santan or others often a white one and sometimes red. The other one is that they always wear the same color, if the guy wears blue then the lady will also wear the same hue, if it’s orange, then orange it is. As I would see it, it is their uniform per se. The last odd thing may not be odd but perhaps sweet. They always walk holding hands and as others would say… PSSP (pa-sway sway pa).
Last Saturday, Valentine’s day, I got up early because I promised to myself I would not missed this morning. I went in front of our gate to catch a glimpse on the odd old couple. True enough my sacrifices were greatly rewarded. Got hold of my checklist.
- Same color of clothes. Check. They are both wearing red shirts and white shorts. Same sneaker brand too.
- Holding hands with the swaying movement. Check. With casual conversations every so often.
- A flower on one hand. Check. A red rose I suppose.
I always love Valentine’s Day.
I was so inspired that I greeted them, “Good morning! Happy Valentine’s Day!”
They both smiled and greeted me as well, “Hi, Happy Valentine’s day to you too!”
That night, during my dinner date with my wife, I told the story of the old couple. She knew who I was talking about because she also noticed them everyday. We hoped we would grow old like that sweet couple.
This morning, I saw them again. Same color, holding hands, one flower. But as I was about to greet them, they greeted me with a very warm “Happy Valentine’s Day to you!”
I was caught by surprise. Not knowing what to do, I greeted them the same thing, “Happy Valentine’s Day to both of you too!” They just nod their head, smiled and walked away.
This is going to be a fine day I thought, because I love Valentine’s Day. I was wrong.
On my way to the office, I received a text message about my operators being absent, hence low output. During the day, I was grilled on the phone by an unsolicited customer. I got non-conformities on my department’s audit and was late at my meeting with the top management that irked them. Aside from that there were these things that are waiting for me at my desk – overdue reports, claims, stress, pressures and everything in between.
I have to admit, today was not my day. I sure wish that that today did not happen. I was about to swear on this day because of all the bad luck happening to me when I thought of what day is today. Then suddenly, the morning scenario with the old couple popped into my head. It was then that I realized, that I was just simply being reminded by the odd couple, that everyday is Valentine’s Day.
I sure love Valentine’s Day!