Gil's Romantic Story about His Wife

I've left lovely Cali and its perfect weather and am back in good ol' Columbia, Missouri and its horrid humidity. It was raining so hard in Missouri the day I flew back, that I felt like I was back in the Philippines. Then when I opened the door to my apartment, the hot stale air blasted out of it, and it really felt like I had opened an oven door. Aside from the horrible weather and missing Kuya, Liz, and Aidan (as well as the great food over there), it's been good to be back and be with my school friends.

Today was the first day of school, and it brought me back to when I first got here. I remembered one of the first people I met here in Mizzou (my school's nickname), the very interesting Gil. As I have mentioned, he is already back home since his degree took only a year to complete. Here is another one of his stories which I just recently remembered (KB, this one's for you).

One day, I was asking him about his family in Ormoc. He was having a hard time adjusting to student life in the US, because he sorely missed his wife and kids.

Gil: My wife is a wonderful woman. She has a very strong personality, and she's a good mother.

Me: It's great that you feel that way about your wife, even after being married so long (a little less than 20 years).

Gil: Did you know that my mother dreamt about my wife long before I even met her?

Me: (Thinking that it was one of the most romantic things I had ever heard)
Wow, that's amazing! So when you brought her to meet your mother, she told you that she was the woman in her dream, and that she was THE ONE?

Gil: Actually the moment I met her, I already knew for myself.

Me: Aww, that's so sweet.

Gil: The moment I laid my eyes on here, I knew she was going to be my wife. You see, my mother said that she dreamt that I would marry a woman with a moonface.

Me: Oh.