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Believing love will come...

I always pictured him coming soon. I am doubtless that I’d tell my friends.. when I see him I’d know it’s him. I’d know him when he comes. That belief never left me. I just know it will happen. And it will happen soon. I was never a fan of long engagements or long boyfriend-girlfriend thingy. It’s like why would I prolong the relationship if it will not work? It’s like a waste of time for me. My thinking was if you really love each other, then you make it work. Love is a commitment not a feeling. There’s no justice for me in getting the heartaches of break-ups from one boyfriend to another.. Well, it’s just me. So, I waited. It took years. I started believing at 16. He came at 24. And he did come! My belief led me to him. I was never doubting, I have always known it will happen and it will happen soon. I was just 100% positive about it. And when men came, each one has their own story, but my mind was still when I see him, the very first time, I’d know it’s him. And true enough. The ve...

The Late Bloomer

Have you ever experienced being pressured by your relatives and friends to enter into a relationship already because YOU are getting older and no one’s courting you yet??? As if by that act, men would come and court you? As if it wasn’t your all-day no, all-year long prayer – “Lord, give me a man to love, and who will love me back!” and yet, still there’s none! I graduated high school and college and had not a boyfriend! Very focused on my studies, and knowing how my parents are working for my education – I graduated Cum Laude.. but I have no boyfriend!:) It may be just me feeling the pressure every time, relatives, would ask if I have a boyfriend already and that it’s about time I have one.. and I would unconsciously come out with all the excuses about studies and all, face the mirror and see a beautiful swan, but men maybe seeing otherwise!!! It’s funny now, looking back, how every Lenten season, our family would do “Visita Iglesia” and to all the churches that we would visit, my p...