I popped the “when-did-xxxxxxx-introduce-you-to-his-parents” question to a very close college buddy over at YM. I know, you might be wondering why I felt the need to ask that question when I did have a (foiled) five-year long relationship tucked under my belt. But you see, there are a million and one reasons why the two serious relationships I have and had are poles apart. For starters, my ex’ parents actually knew me before we even started dating. That’s the perk of being childhood buddies. You can get away with the awkwardness of having to introduce the new girlfriend/boyfriend to the family. The introductions can go as informal as “Ma, Pa, kami na ni _____” or sometimes family members can just assume that you’re finally together when he brings you home more often than he used to. The present situation is a different case altogether. We’ve already started seriously going out even before both our parents knew us. And by the word “knew” I mean just knowing that the son/daughter has been officially fished out of the dating scene.
It was actually very odd to be getting the opinion of someone who has remained single all through our college days. Between the us two, it’s a dead give away that I am the one with the most experience to this kind of thing called love. But then, I discovered just recently how no amount of experience can prepare you for the next big thing especially when love is involved (probably that’s why they always remind you to just “charge it to experience”). There’s always a valuable lesson to pick up even if you’ve already walked through a similar path before. So anyway, I heaved a sigh of relief with what my friend replied. Turns out, they were already three months into the relationship when she was introduced to his family. Three months. It was approximately at this stage when the awkward introductions have taken place. If I would use that as my gauge, it would turn out that the thoughts running in my head in the past few days are nothing but my paranoia beating the hell out of me.
An hour and a lengthy discussion later, we both came to the conclusion that I was probably just worrying myself too much. Before we bid our goodnights, my good friend left me this:
“basta wag mo nalang masyado isipin.. minsan mas umaayos pag spontaneous lang”
And I couldn’t agree more.
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