it might not feel like it
But it's been 13 months since Esther and I had decided to take this journey in life together as a couple and pursue together of what could possibly be marriage (*shudder). Haha! I can imagine the looks some of you would give at the thought of the 'm' word. But it's true. And I'm very excited about the fact that we're together now and have 13 months' worth of testimonials we could share about life in a bgr.
So last night, in order to celebrate the occasion, we decided to have dinner at St. Kilda's very own Deveroli's.

The food was amazing and what more to say of the atmosphere; St. Kilda has got to be the most colourful and brightly-lit suburb in Melbourne and is a patch of California in Australia as well. The night may had been cold, but the yummy Italian food kept us warm on the inside all night long. The style was unique, me with my Spaghetti Carbonara and her Pollo Crepe. Fattening. But intoxicating. What was special about the Carbonara was that they included several other rare-to-be-found-in-Carbonara ingredients such as onions and carrots, which turned out to be surprisingly awesome. And her Pollo Crepe with tender chicken and avocado, furnished with salad and chips... well...

It was good.
After dinner and a short walk around the town, we took a slow drive to and around Port Melbourne just to enjoy the night lights by the quiet ocean before heading home. I love Port Melbourne. Have I mentioned Port Melbourne before? Well I love it. It reminds me much of Sutera Harbour in KK - the whole resort feel. Except that it's a town. Whoa.

All in all, the night was well spent. I wouldn't dare say it was romantic. But it was certainly... relaxing? Hehe.
She asked me last night that when looking back at all this time, do I regret anything at all. Sure it has been painful at times. Rocky and messy at others. But above all that, I reckon... the good times has overwhelmed every other situation or feeling. And as I learn to love her more each brand new day God's gracefully given (and still giving), I can only pray for and look forward to the many more 13 months to come.
Until I draw my last breath.
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