We, people, did things in our lives we’re not proud of, things that we’d rather keep buried in the deep recesses of our whole being. Experiences we’d rather not tell a soul. It’s not lying, it’s not a bad thing either, in fact, it is one way of being kind to ourselves, a way of cutting ourselves some slack. To force a person to share his/her everything is imposing and in my own opinion, a little bit rude. Besides, it is impossible that a person is capable of telling another his absolute truth. With this being said, I came into an understanding that we can only know the person so much. That we will only know the things that this person allows us to know about him/her and with their actions or body language.
I crossed path with a very interesting person recently. From the moment I’ve laid eyes on his profile photo online to the moment I met him in person, the gravity of attraction is intense I was caught off guard. He’s not good looking alright but there’s something welcoming with the way he smiles, with the way he looks at me, and the way he opens his mouth when he speaks. It was a brief encounter and I don’t even know if it will happen again but deep down I wish it will.
I am the kind of person who always faces reality no matter how hard it may be. I know that self-deceit is tantamount to fake happiness. Does this means, I cannot play make-believe? That I cannot pretend I am someone I am not? Or escape reality for a while and indulge in a role play with another human being? Well, the answer depends on the way I feel about that other person. At 39, I learned that to live for the present moment is the best way of finding genuine joy and happiness. That wonderful and amazing moment shared with others, those inexplicable feelings of elation is worth all the troubles. These are genuine encounters with people that may or may not stay in our lives and that’s perfectly fine. There are no guarantees in this world. We could only make the most of everything we have, hold on to something that makes us happy as much as we can because, in the end, it will eventually pass like sands we try to hold with our bare hands.
I hope that you enjoyed reading this post and I’d be delighted if you leave a comment about your thoughts on the quote above. This is a Weekly post in my blog that I sometimes fail to accomplish due to my busy schedule. Have a wonderful weekend to us all.
This post is actually in response to a monthly blogging event called #mymonthlymemories hosted by a gorgeous blogger, Basant She of The Socially Anxious Extrovert. This is really long overdue but I am still grateful to God I was able to do this today. You may want to visit her interesting blog and if you want to join this blogging exercise, kindly click here for instructions.
I wasn’t able to write a post on my blog last month because of the additional job I just landed that demands my full attention. Oh my, I’m feeling guilty again for not being able to spare an hour or two to write a post.
I could say that August indeed is a better month. The first week was a struggle when it comes to making both ends meet. Not to mention the pressure of finding an additional source of income. On the third week, I finally nailed down a second job, the pay is a bit lower than my usual rate but it still helps me augment our daily needs and to pay our utility bills. Aside from that, my new client is nice and very supportive. I am so grateful to God for His mercy and grace.
And oh, I would also like to say that in just a span of one month ever since I came across this best selling author – Tess Gerritsen, I already have a total of 7 books written by her and I’m down to my 6th read at the moment. Her writing style is superb, the storylines do not disappoint. I look forward to finding additional books from this genre.
I am still short in the blogging department, though. I will commit an hour or two per week to be able to write a post, moving forward. Here’s to a promising September. Funny, it is almost the third week of this month now. I can still make up.
Have an amazing week, everyone!
After more than a year of accepting the fact that I totally lost the father of my children for good, I’ve told myself several times that I need to stay single until I find someone who is willing to make compromises, who wants to make sure we’re both understood and appreciated. Someone who would do anything to make me feel loved and heard. Someone who’d reciprocate my feelings. A man who can keep up with me.
Online Dating never occurred to mind at first, until I met this guy in Telegram. What seems to be a friendly chat and everyday photo sharing blossomed into something special. I cannot say that we’re into romance because we’re not really into each other. We’re more than friends, that I realized because sometimes we do things that only lovers do. We also share intimate details about each other. The good thing about this man is, he is so discreet. He does have Social Media accounts just like me but he uses it solely for his work or business. I admire him for this and I must admit that he is one of my happy pills these days. He’s from a different country, we have different cultures and upbringing. But despite these differences, we share one thing – we both could speak the English language. Thank God. I still find it hard to believe that out of too many people I’d meet someone from miles away that would be part of my life. Sometimes, we can’t explain what we see in a person, it is in the way they take us to a place where no one else can.
So, I will keep him. I will keep in touch with him as long as he wants to. He already earned a spot in my heart that nobody else can replace. The crazy thing is, he’s hardly ever online. And when he is online, I am not. We sort of wave or send Hi to each other or do voice or video calls if we’re lucky to catch each other online at the same time. But what matters to me is knowing that, when I go online, I see his status on WhatsApp or Skype, I know he’s been active or will be in the next few hours, and that’s enough for me.
That’s it for our Weekly Quotes To Ponder. How about you? Have you ever experienced that sort of relationship described in that quote? That even though we cannot always reply real-time the other person knows and understands that we’re always there for them? I’d be delighted to read your comments. Cheers to us all!