It's very interesting reading articles or Xombytes of others talking about how they first met their true love. Entertaining as well as inspiring, these stories never loose catching others' eyes and always raise curiosity to read through.

My own story is quite unique. I met the man of my love on October 2004, in a two week training held for all civil servants. This training is essential and every new civil servant must go through it, including me and him.

Within those two weeks, we sat in the same class room and got involved in many tutorials or class activities together. At the end of the first week, we had already befriend to each other and chatted secretly when the class was too boring.

When the training was about to end, both of us got nervous. I, being the humble and shy girl, was too afraid to show my own feeling. Luckily enough, that's not what happened to him, as he stepped further and asked my phone number.

After we got home to each other's house, we started communicating more intensively and introduced our selves to our family. About five months later, on March 2005, we held our wedding. It's been almost 4 years now, and everyday we feel our love grows stronger.

Really, whenever I look back and remember those moments, I always feel God's hands were there, between us. The two of us (my husband and I),  who barely knew each other at all, met and united within just two weeks. God works on love mysteriously, believe me.