I thought it was just one of those movies. My daughter wanted to watch movies during school holidays. And usually, we would rent one on Tuesdays from a video shop for a dollar each. But for that particular Tuesday, my daughter wanted to go to the theatre with her friend. She wanted to watch G-Force at 7pm.

We watched as a family and my daughter’s friend was with her parents, too. As the movie trailer on TV suggested, it’s a funny movie. A good laugh for the family. But it turned out to be more than that. It was a story about two kids -- a boy and a girl who dreamed of a great adventure. They grew up without realising their dreams. Instead, they fell in love and got married. Their dream adventure never got fulfilled,

But it was not about the boy that moved me. It was about how the loving couple was depicted in the movie. In the scrapbook, they were supposed to put together the photos of their great adventure in South America. It was supposed to be empty as it was never realised. But at the end of the movie, the husband began flipping through the pages of the scrapbook and showed photos of their adventure – their beautiful moments together as a couple. Well, I became teary-eyed, likewise as I wrote this.

After the movie, I fell madly in love again with my wife. Not that I loved her less. I just felt a renewal of my love for her. I’ve concluded that our marriage is an adventure and it’s for the long haul. I don’t know, but after watching that movie, my wife and I have become sweeter to each other. Probably, we’re back to the level of sweetness when we were still sweethearts in our younger years. I totally disagree that you’ll reach a point in your marriage wherein you’d just feel like a brother and sister. We still haven’t reached that and I’m not hoping for that. Definitely, I don’t want a platonic love…no way.

After that movie, I began to look forward to be with my wife more often – watching TV together, join her in the kitchen, etcetera, etcetera. Actually, we’re always together, except when we’re both at work. I believe we’re really good friends, because it’s how our relationship really started. We were classmates and good friends in the university for four years before our feelings blossomed. And we were sweethearts for six years before we tied the knot together. And we’ve been happily married for 17 years.

She loves to cook and bake. I love gardening. She enjoys watching TV shows; I enjoy listening to music. She’s a talker (endlessly); I’m not. But we always love to be together. We pray, eat, sleep, exercise, sing, dance, etcetera, together. So, let it be a resolve. I’ll watch her cook and bake; she’ll join me in the garden. But I’ll try to love cooking and baking though without a doubt I love to eat what she offers. And I’ll listen to her endlessly while she talks and talks. I’ll be more patient watching TV shows with her for hours and hours, sitting beside her…and cuddling her. Whew!

Isn’t it that some good things happen when you least expect it? The movie was an awakening…renewed my marriage vow… and that I say: marriage is an adventure.