The One Lesson That Changed My Marriage- Book Review

*Disclaimer: I was gifted a copy of the book The One Lesson That Changed My Marriage by Joey Bonifacio courtesy of Church Strengthening Ministry, Inc. in exchange for my honest review. The views and opinions expressed in this post are my own and do not necessarily represent the postings, strategies or opinions of the author and publishing company. 

At the time of writing this post, my website went down for maintenance.   An error message appeared as I was browsing my site saying that it is not found. A technical glitch like this would definitely send me into panic.  So I immediately sought the help of my trusted technical guy- my husband Alvin.

But my husband was still in his office at that time. We have discussed through an instant messaging what seems to be the problem. The more he explained to me the cause of the issue, the more it becomes an alien thing to me.

And the more I asked him what he is going to do about it, the more I become frustrated for the things that are unknown to me.

The flaw on the technical aspect of a website is probably the number one challenge most bloggers face. When I started my blog last year of December, I’ve dealt several troubleshooting. There were issues that can be fixed by just following the Frequently Asked Questions but the harder ones needed some assistance from technical support team. I could not survive the honeymoon stage of building a blog if not for the loving support, patience, and encouragement from my sweet husband. My frustration over technical matters which I really don’t understand gradually receding when my husband gave me an ASSURANCE that he will do everything he can to make it work.


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Last March 9, we celebrated our 16th year wedding anniversary in a buffet restaurant and overnight stay at a lavish hotel in a neighboring city. At first, I hesitated the idea of leaving my children with my diabetic mother although her condition (Thank God!) is far from the worst kind of diabetes but I was concerned with my toddler who still co-sleeping with us and has a major issue on separation anxiety.
That special day wouldn’t be possible if not for my mother and my eldest child- Pinky. My daughter has been very understanding and supportive that we took a day to celebrate our anniversary. With a few planning tricks and off we went.

We spent our lunch in a buffet restaurant, munching with variety of Asian, Mediterranean, Western cuisines. As much as I enjoy the food and our time alone together, I can’t help but think about our kids at home. Have they eaten well? Are they enjoying their time together as well? Is my little boy asking where I went?

I would send messages to my daughter and she would assure me that everything’s fine. And in between of forking tempura and calamares into my plate, I kept on calling my kids to check on them.

I honestly enjoyed that special day with my husband.  No kids around the table. No sippy cups or telling of tales about school. It was just him and me. But I was still distracted.

While observing my husband’s refined table etiquette which is admirable since then, I noticed again the few fine lines on his forehead.  Those are results of Continue reading