Just recently I’ve learned that you can’t give what you don’t have. And since I’ve been blessed and filled with so much love that means I’m able to give back the same amount to the whole world. I sort of like myself now I mean the way I look at things--positivity overload. Hahaha! I feel loved. I feel blessed. And I don’t hold on to grudges and bitterness.
Someone once asked me why I’m so brave to try yet another LDR when I know it didn’t worked out for me the last time. He does have a point there but all I remember is answering with: “I’m willing to settle with anything, as long as it’s with Gib.”
I’ve read from a friend’s blog that the best decisions that we have to make usually come during moments we least expect. It came out true for me. What did I do? I followed my gut feel. I’ve been in trouble a lot of times because of reasoned decision. But my gut feel or instinct didn’t disappoint—from the very first day that I made the decision up to today. Since then I know that I will never ever regret following my instinct. Did you know that instinct doesn’t just come from nowhere? It is what happens to information and experiences when it becomes wired to us. It is something that we know inside us that we just can’t put into words. It is our ploughed-in knowledge as to what other people used to say.
Why am I saying this? It’s because my gut feel lead me to the happiness that I’ve always yearned for—being Gib’s other half.
I have never been this happy in my life. I’ve always been a logical person, errr mind over matter. I believe the word “love” is just a result of the hyperactivity of the hypothalamus. But for the first time, I am this emotional. This time I’m not holding back. I just gave in and I'm glad I did.
He has really given this relationship his all -- investing time and energy to start it and giving 100% of himself to sustain it.
I'm really thankful that God prepared me first before bringing Gib my way. It might have turned out differently had we started this relationship nine years back, and if that happened, perhaps, up to now, I wouldn't have forgiven myself yet for losing such an amazingly perfect person.
Thank God, Gib chose to go after his "Seafarer" goal nine years ago after meeting his "The One". If he didn't wait that long he may not have been ready to deal with my quirks, as I, with his. People have been asking why our lives seem to be on fast forward -- we saw each other again some time in August and officially became a couple a few weeks after. The answer is simple -- he was prepared for me, just as I was prepared for him -- so, when our hands touched we knew life would not be complete if we'd let go.
He's my security blanket, my protector, my confidante, and my source of love and life. He doesn't seem like the type, but he gets sentimental, too, and when he does, I really listen. It might sound cliche to say that he speaks from the heart, but he really demonstrates that sincerity while he looks me in the eye. It's almost as if I'm hearing and seeing the message because I can hear him speak and I see the meaning of the words in his eyes.
There really is nothing more eloquent than actions. I know no one else but him who greatly sticks to the word commitment. So loving and thoughtful and is always dedicated to please me in the minutest of details. Somehow, I feel that I have something now that I didn't have before. Something precious that I worked hard to find. Something that I feel is hard-won. And I'm glad that I've found the right person to share it with. Before, home used to be a place. Now, home is a person.
I don’t believe in soulmates, but if one exists then I believe I found mine.
Whew! I can't remember myself having this much (and more) good things to say or blog about anyone.
