Eight years ago, when I was still working for GSIS, and my grandparents were my boss, I vividly remember that day when I decided to ask my Grandpa's permission if Peter and I can get married the way we wanted to - with no fuss, no hoopla, no money even... just me and Peter and our two hearts wanting to be bound as one (with our closest friends and family, of course).
Why my grandfather? He has always been the person of authority in my life. My parents were more like friends to me and sometimes, dare I say, that I even act more mature than them. So yes, it was my grandfather that I needed to ask permission from when I was about to make the biggest decision of my life. And you know what he told me?