I’ve Finally Found Her.. Back..

In two weeks, I will throw out a big (well, not exactly) party to welcome my 30th year of rollercoaster journey to survival.. It will be my first birthday without mom cooking her favorite dish for all the guests, and it will also be my family’s first Christmas without her (and my first at home after moving to Canada in 2008)…. While any other family will be spending their Holidays with everyone’s presence, ours will be spending sometime to pray and give thanks for 52 wonderful years of life that my mom had.. On the lighter and brighter side, what makes this whole bittersweet trip back home exciting is the time I am looking forward to spend alone with the lady that charmed me, the one I had.. I lost.. and I am praying to have back..

I met “Dimple” through my sister 10 years ago.. Back in the days, we were young and free and enjoying every single perk of a young teenage life.. The butterflies in the stomach, the whisper of sweet nothings, the infatuation and small things that a young love can do.. Trust me, I don’t know much anything about Love as a subject matter, but I have been the corniest person as far as she is concern..

She was 18 then and I was 20.. We were both chasing dreams, burning our midnight oil, proving our worth to the world and our place under the sun.. It was a young romance of two hearts beating as one (I hope I am not singing).. While we dream big of growing up, conquering our fears and the world together, we also have our fair share falling of apart.. Who would have expected that we parted ways and crossed roads three times? Who would have expected that after the worse break up over a decade ago, time would finally pave way for both of us to meet again and settle our scores?

I have had many relationships and flings after our biggest breakup 10 years ago.. I’ve committed many and repeated mistakes.. I am not the same person that I am when I have her.. Stupidity and foolishness became my constant companions, but God works in mysterious ways.. If the breakup did not happen, we might haven’t both made our own paths and mapped out our own ways to meet together again..

Over the course of time, we both matured individually and lived our lives separately.. Maybe, that was God’s whole plan.. To split us up apart, make our lives miserable, beat the hell out of us to make us even stronger and laid out plans of having us meet again.. I have not had a single dream of settling down if not with her.. I was haunted by lonesomeness and misery until I met her again.

Looking back, 10 years seem to be so long, but for someone who has the passion to wait, the endurance to learn, the desire to stumble and get up, it’s all worth it.. If there is one thing the past 10 years has taught me, it would be to learn to sacrifice some good things, expect some life’s brutal beating, embrace and brave the worse things, let go of the animosity, pause when needed, hope when everything seems to fail and pray to thank Him for simply, being awesome at everything.. There’s no sweeter reward than the feeling of being loved because of a well taken sacrifice, though sometimes, He needs to take something or someone away..

Now that I’ve finally found my lady back, mom must be having another Tango with the wind, seeing “Dimple” and I back together, working our differences, starting anew, and living the dreams.. And I hope, in no time, she’ll marry me..