It's a month away from entering a new chapter in my life. And I'm so overwhelmed with joy!
I took some time to read my diaries from my younger-self and found some prayer for my yet-to-be-found-love. It is so surreal to have all the prayers comes true at the end of the day.
Well, growing up, I was and still am a little bit weird.
I feel more comfortable alone than to be with anyone else. There are times when I doubt if I'll meet someone who can love me as I
am, because I am always a bit uncomfortable in my own skin. There is a point in my journey, that I lose interest in romance. I have a lot of dreams and I prefer to pursue them. It is better to study and be a smart woman, so that one day when I meet my better half, I don't come as his
burden, but a helper to face our future together. Believing in "love will find it's way to you" or "the right person will come along" or "you haven't meet the one yet".
So I promised myself, that one day if I found my love, I'll treasure each and every moment. I promise myself that I
won't take love for granted. I will love with all my heart, my soul, my
everything, because the one that I marry is the one and only reason I
treasure my heart during all those years. So he can take me, all in a
solid commitment. Still, every man that I dated didn't worked out. He is either the wrong person, or come in the wrong time,
or the wrong place, or from the wrong family. I wasn't sure if marriage is for me. It is almost
impossible to love someone as much as he loves you back, until I met him. Looking back and connecting the dots, I can't believe how I come to this point in my life without His mercy. It is solely His kindness. I wish I have a way to pour so many words in my mind into a short story. But it'll be in another post.
love,
miss piggy