When we were little, our teachers encourage us to write diary entries.
It can be a letter or just nonsensical rants. I asked mommy to give me a diary to keep, mommy says, "Ok, just let me know where do you keep it." I was seven.
Not so secret anymore eh. Then I realized that diaries are never meant to be personal. See how historians dig up diaries as evidences and references? See how a family reveals the deceased's diary to find out more things? I decided then that nothing very personal is written.
The blog, invented in the 2000s, on the other hand, publicizes your personal life. As if it has the right to, and assuming that you will invite friends to read 'em. My blog is my diary since 2005 and has documented details and events in life I might not be able to remember off my fingers!
Big events aside, I'm talking about rants like..
How I celebrated Valentine's Day with my roommate
How I imagined my future bf to be in 2006
How important money was for me and my ideal time to settle down
Killing cockroaches in India
The worst time of my life
My writing style was super kiddo! Still, it was nice to know I was filled with dreams for the future. When I was little and all-princessy, I thought to myself if God would have prepared a man perfect for me. You know how Sunday school teachers and Youth Pastors tell us.. yada yada..
And I used to think what kind of person will God prepare for me, and then start fantasizing about my future without a definite "face" to my potential husband.
As I grew I realized that good boys aren't for me, so do those who follow the rules too tightly. Yet I cannot picture myself with a bad boy or a man without a heart for everything dear to me. One who deserves my family's love, and love them back unconditionally. Maybe there is no one on earth like that, I thought to myself. I then stopped thinking about the possibility of God preparing someone for me, someone worthy of my life, someone so unreal. There's no such thing as the perfect matrimony because love is nurtured over time, and over time the thing that holds the relationship, is commitment. Not passion. No such thing as true love, so magical as if cupids exist.
Today I stand a very different woman. I actually believe in true love. Won't go into the details to mush you up! I have learnt that there is really this one person who you can truly love and see past all the flaws, whose flaws do not matter at all, whose flaws seem cute at times. The thought of letting him go just because of some minute flaws or petty arguments can seem redonculous and stupid. Just being with him makes me a happier person. The thought of not being with him makes me feel like no one else understands me better. This person completes me.
So...
God has prepared someone for me. Thank God!
Fairy tales do exist eh :)
It can be a letter or just nonsensical rants. I asked mommy to give me a diary to keep, mommy says, "Ok, just let me know where do you keep it." I was seven.
Not so secret anymore eh. Then I realized that diaries are never meant to be personal. See how historians dig up diaries as evidences and references? See how a family reveals the deceased's diary to find out more things? I decided then that nothing very personal is written.
The blog, invented in the 2000s, on the other hand, publicizes your personal life. As if it has the right to, and assuming that you will invite friends to read 'em. My blog is my diary since 2005 and has documented details and events in life I might not be able to remember off my fingers!
Big events aside, I'm talking about rants like..
How I celebrated Valentine's Day with my roommate
How I imagined my future bf to be in 2006
How important money was for me and my ideal time to settle down
Killing cockroaches in India
The worst time of my life
My writing style was super kiddo! Still, it was nice to know I was filled with dreams for the future. When I was little and all-princessy, I thought to myself if God would have prepared a man perfect for me. You know how Sunday school teachers and Youth Pastors tell us.. yada yada..
And I used to think what kind of person will God prepare for me, and then start fantasizing about my future without a definite "face" to my potential husband.
As I grew I realized that good boys aren't for me, so do those who follow the rules too tightly. Yet I cannot picture myself with a bad boy or a man without a heart for everything dear to me. One who deserves my family's love, and love them back unconditionally. Maybe there is no one on earth like that, I thought to myself. I then stopped thinking about the possibility of God preparing someone for me, someone worthy of my life, someone so unreal. There's no such thing as the perfect matrimony because love is nurtured over time, and over time the thing that holds the relationship, is commitment. Not passion. No such thing as true love, so magical as if cupids exist.
Today I stand a very different woman. I actually believe in true love. Won't go into the details to mush you up! I have learnt that there is really this one person who you can truly love and see past all the flaws, whose flaws do not matter at all, whose flaws seem cute at times. The thought of letting him go just because of some minute flaws or petty arguments can seem redonculous and stupid. Just being with him makes me a happier person. The thought of not being with him makes me feel like no one else understands me better. This person completes me.
So...
God has prepared someone for me. Thank God!
Fairy tales do exist eh :)
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