Saturday, May 19, 2007

A Beautiful Love Story Afterall!

Fact of life: The death of one thing leads to the birth of another.
In this case, it really was indeed… Corinne and Richard’s love story blossomed after my bittersweet romance concluded to a tearful ending.

Flashback 2004… After I hung up the phone with my ex, I immediately dialed Corinne’s number, seeking for refuge and words of comfort. Ever since then, she would daily check on me to see how I was doing, and that I do not loose too much weight from not eating and sleeping. (Dramatic huh? Hehehehe.. it was my first official heartbreak.. it’s normal, so allow me to indulge in that stage – THEN)
On the other hand, I was also in touch with my ex’s housemate, Richard. Somehow through him, I felt I was still connected with you guessed it right, my ex. (Yeah, I know, I know, how pathetic I was. But that was in the past – alright?) But instead of giving more information on my ex, Richard would divert the topic on me, reminding me to take the past aside and take things one day at the time.
I say that I’m quite fortunate to be blessed with an abundance of friends who helped me through the rain. But of all, it was Corinne and Richard who never skipped a day without finding me out. Corinne, amongst my female friends, and Richard amongst my male friends, were the most steadfast of all in trying to help me “survive”.
Then came one Sunday morning, out from nowhere, I thought of both of them. I was actually busy at that time packing my clothes for a business trip. Sorting through a pile of clothes, I reflected how blessed I am to have friends like them. Several minutes later, a brilliant idea struck me… Immediately, I grabbed my phone and forwarded each other’s mobile numbers. Then I sent a follow up text message, “Corinne, meet Richard. Richard, meet Corinne. No expectations. Just be friends and go with the flow.”
I have never played, nor even attempted, a matchmaker role before. But somehow I felt they were right for each other. Although I was also quite unsure if they would click. But hey, no expectations, just friends and go with the flow.
Three years passed, the flow has led them from friends to lovers. In ten days time, they will be tying the knot. Yes, a day before my birthday! Who would have ever thought that my then called tragic love story would end with a happy ending after all?… Well, not only for them but also for me!

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Merry Month of May

When I was a kid, May is my favorite month of the year. A little more, if not at par, with December. At the dawn of May 1, the countdown begins till the eve of the month's end. It is not the parties nor the cake, not even the gifts... (hmmm.. partially the gifts) that excites me. What gives me the thrill is the fact that I am another "stage" higher... or at least that was what I thought.

Now, at the middle of the month of May, I however feel no longer the same anticipation as I used to. Already in my late 20's I know now what it feels like to be a grown woman. I know life is full of uncertainties. Growing up, I painted some visions of how I wanted my dream life to be. Some of it were realized. I smile for those blessings received. While there were some that clearly went unfulfilled. I cried (for a time) for those broken dreams. But after a while, I wipe my tears and whisper a prayer of thanks. Because I know that things happen for a reason. While I may not completly understand the will of God, I simply have to trust in His wisdom and love for me.

But what ignites me more is knowing the fact that I still have some pending dreams - that are still on their way of becoming a reality. And these are the ones that give me hope. They give me something to look forward to. And so in fervent prayers and ardent anticipation, I put all my faith and trust in the Lord. I hope to have my one wishful dream come true - just in time... and hopefully soon!

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Something About Me

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Brother Bear

I am not so close with my brother as I am with my sister. Unlike my sister, I do not have the luxury to have an intimate discussion with him on life, the world, and everything. It his hard to know what is on his mind. Let alone, even try to advice him on his ways of this world. He has a world of his own - with a different set of rules, defined by himself.

Many times in the past, my sister and I tried to influence him on his ways with the ladies. As ladies ourselves, we wanted to convert our brother into a gentleman and take him away from the mediocre mold of men in general, that only frustrates us women. However, his testosterone levels are so way dominant for our frustrations (in behalf of the female specie), to be heard.

Then suddenly, one evening, I got a surprise call from my brother. He and his girlfriend had a fight. Never have I witnessed him so desperate. Knowing him, he just wanted some sympathy and not advice. So I jsut gave him my usual oh's and ah's. Because I know my words will only be drowned against the backdrop of his own ideals.

But after we hung up the phone, he still cannot be still. And so I gave another call. This time, will tell him what I have been telling him before. Take it or leave it. And this is what I had to say"

"You do not just stay in a relationship when things are good and run when things are bad. You stay at the very moment where you are needed the most. It is in this hard time that you develop more patience and understanding for each other. If you say you love her, go and prove it. Fight for it. Do not run away. You show your love not by enforcing yourself to her.. but by winning her heart. All she needs is your attention, respect, and care. If you say it's over... then it is. The moment you give up, is the moment you decided the end of it. "

After my speech, he was stunned. For the very first time, he said nothing but thanks and put the phone down.

Whew! Feels so good to let it off my chest right now! But am not sure if my words sank deep for him to digest and more importantly act on it.. Am very sure he did not hear what he wanted to hear. But I gave him what he needed to.

After several minutes later, he sent me a text message, "I will win her back. Maybe I was too reactive. Thank you. You really are my ate. I love you."

Hallelujah! I can hear the echoes of angels singing on the clouds when I read this message. For the very first time, my brother took my advice! At least I was able to influence him and make him see. But more importantly is that he shed off his pride and listened - finally!