It is amazing how writing about love, future and God just transforms this gloomy post beginning, where I just wanted to show how sad I am….to this positive and laughing at myself moment. Actually, I am not laughing at myself but at the silliness of a girl’s heart. And mine was pretty much saved from all the drama, throughout the years.
In the end, yes, I am impatient. I think the boy should appear just now. I think we should marry tomorrow. And that is the way I will hope every day until I meet him. With the help of God, I came a long way, from total misery of not knowing if God wants me to be a married woman in the first place, to this hopeful person who just knows the boy exists and breaths at this exact moment. And that is super cool. I will hope everyday. But, I will not stress about it. I’ve learned that lesson long time ago. I will keep the wish of finding him one day. But, until I collect all the tools, God bless and good night. Love you. Remember, God is always a way out. And the best glue between two people, the Creator of Love, Christ Himself. Muah.
EDIT: I don’t want this to turn out to be as if I’m sad because I don’t have a boyfriend. I mean, yes, there is some truth to it but overall, stuff has been happening that aren’t all that fairytale pleasant. Since I write about boys a lot, I thought I should continue. That, by all means, does not mean this is all I think about. But, since I dug under the surface, why not continue, eh? =)