To find the right person for you - the other half that makes you whole is a blessing in itself already. And to marry him and seeing your future with the same man, makes it sweeter.
I know that married life is not always a bed of roses. It is patience and hard work, among others. You start to think of all the chores, errands and bills to pay (these to say the least), almost all your grand illusion about marriage will burst into nothingness.
But despite all these challenges, I am still more than happy to be married to the man whom I prayed for. No, it was not like he was the man of my dreams but I did pray for him when he was still trying to woo me 8 years ago. I wanted some sort of a confirmation if this man is for me or if he is even worth the shot.
I remember asking for "signs" - a red rosary under my pillow, an orange flower placed in a white vase and that I will be asked to sing my favorite offertory song in solo. The chance of me getting any of these things, at that time, was very, very slim (reasons are best saved for another write-up) but I got them anyway. That is why I knew in my heart, despite this silent protest in my head, that I should give this man a chance.
I remember asking for "signs" - a red rosary under my pillow, an orange flower placed in a white vase and that I will be asked to sing my favorite offertory song in solo. The chance of me getting any of these things, at that time, was very, very slim (reasons are best saved for another write-up) but I got them anyway. That is why I knew in my heart, despite this silent protest in my head, that I should give this man a chance.
I did. He is a gift from the Heavens.
And as I weave my words for this entry, he is in deep slumber.
I found my peace.
