We have all heard this before, “No one you meet is by accident, they are either a blessing or a lesson.”
I, for one, am a true believer of that. I met him 2 years ago, on a Monday morning at the office lobby on my first day at work. It wasn’t love at first sight. It was more of a friendly morning “waiting for the elevator” chat, if you will, and that was it.
I saw him a couple more times from afar at the cafeteria but we never talked again. Fast forward a few months, we bumped into each other again and he asked me out.
Never did I imagine that saying yes to him could set off a chain of events that would change me as a person, or shaped my perspective of life, people, and love forever.
Ours wasn’t a whirlwind romance and I liked that he didn’t sweep me off my feet. Our relationship was romantic though grounded and mature. He was my best friend, my pillar of strength and my lover.
He was everything I ever wanted in a man and more.
I loved that we could do mundane things and still enjoy each other’s company. I still remember how that one time when a trip to the supermarket ended up in us frantically looking for each other in between aisles when we heard our song playing over the PA system and singing our lungs out right there in the crowded store when we finally found each other.
It was the first time that I had someone who believed in me that much and wanted me to be the best version of myself in every possible way. I fell in love with him because of his humility
and his ability to care for and help others.
He taught me how to feel again, how love feels, and I’m grateful for that because I now know what I deserve when it comes to matters of the heart. He also taught me how to persevere and believe in myself.
I have become a whole new person because of him, both good and bad. I’ve learned to take pleasures in life’s simplicity. I’ve learned that it’s about what you’re made of in life that matters NOT titles or the size of your paycheck.
I’ve learned that people walk in and out of your life all the time and we should treasure the moments with them while they are still here. I’ve learnt to make the most of my life in whatever way I can.
On the other hand, this whole experience has also made me somewhat cynical when it comes to love, though deep down inside I hope that I’m wrong and people don’t always disappoint you and maybe, just maybe, one day someone will stay because he chooses to stay.
Just maybe, one day, soon, I will be made a choice NOT an option.
My one true love was God sent, to teach me these lessons to embark on a journey to discover myself and to learn to love myself again. And who knows, maybe one day, someone will make me believe in love all over again.