Posts Tagged ‘love’

Write and Cook. Love.

Posted: December 29, 2013 in passion, Q and A
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Question of the Day: What are your top three wishes?

I already expressed my deepest, darkest secrets in the pages of this blog. Ok, maybe darkest is too strong a word but a woman needs to exaggerate once in a while.

Anyway, like I said, I’ve already exposed myself and told my secrets to everyone who ever bothered to read this blog so what’s the harm in doing it again. And again. And again.

Well, here goes nothing.

I recently realized that my dream to become a writer someday never died. The fire might have fizzled down a bit but the embers are still there. And that is exactly what I am trying to revive with this blog.

In addition to me being a writer, I also realized that I want to be a cook of some sorts. But, right now, I just want to start small. I want to see if I can sell my cookies and muffins. ūüôā

That’s two wishes down.

But the question asked for three wishes so my third wish is that one wish that most single women out there has. LOVE. I want to finally meet the one person that God intended for me, if He did intend someone for me.

Write. Cook. Love.

Those are my top three wishes that I hope would be fulfilled somehow.

So, does anyone know a genie? ūüėČ


Job and Love

Posted: December 12, 2013 in passion, Q and A
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Question of the Day: What’s on your wishlist?

I know that, when compared to others, I seem to have a really good life. ¬†And I think I do. ¬†But, like I posted before, I still won’t be able to use the Mirror of Erised like a regular mirror.

And, right now, there are two major things on my wishlist.

A new job.

A new love.

I think these two are very self explanatory. ¬†I need a new job because my current one is hazardous to my health. ¬†I need a new love because, well, it’s been a while since these luscious lips have had some practice. ūüėČ

So, yes.  Those are the things on my wishlist.

I think I’ve been good this year. ¬†You think Santa will give me one of them?

A Boyfriend

Posted: December 5, 2013 in family, love, passion, Q and A
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Question of the Day: Who do you miss?

I consider myself really lucky as my family is still complete.  Granted, we are not physically together and I sometimes miss them but with the help of technology I can communicate with one and/or all of them.

What I do miss a lot, though, is having a boyfriend.  Yes, not a specific boyfriend, but just having someone to call my boyfriend.

Someone to hold my hand and someone whose hand I can hold.  Someone to kiss me on the cheek and someone whose cheek I can kiss.  Anytime and anywhere I feel like doing so.

A shoulder to lean on when I need one and someone to offer my shoulder to when needed.

I want to feel strong arms wrapped around me.  And I terribly miss wrapping my arms around someone.

I miss all those things but the one thing I miss the most about having a boyfriend is having a best friend.  I know that some people think that you should not consider your beloved partner your best friend because once that happens it can take the romance out of the relationship.  But, I believe otherwise.

My parents consider each other best friends and, despite the distance physically separating them, I can feel the love between them.

And is what is missing in my life. A partner, soul mate, best friend, and boyfriend in one.



Posted: November 28, 2013 in love, passion, Q and A
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Question of the Day: What was the last risk you took?

I cannot think of a bigger risk than taking the leap of faith in LOVE.

And, like every normal person I know, I did my fair share of leaping when it comes to love.  I also made more than one leap in my lifetime and fell flat on my face an equal number of times.

But, I am grateful for those falls, even if they did not end up in “happily ever after” for me. ¬†Those falls helped me grow up and mature in leaps and bounds. ¬†Every fall taught me certain lessons in life, lessons that I would not have learned otherwise.

The greatest leap/risk I ever took in love was to try long-distance relationship with someone I’ve never met. ¬†I know it sounds a bit crazy but, I swear, the connection was real. ¬†As real as if we actually met in a mall.

But, like all the other leaps-in-love I took, this one did not pan out.  It taught me that even good men can cheat and to trust less easily.  To make the next man I meet earn my trust first.

Loving. Supportive. Solid.

Posted: November 26, 2013 in family, passion, Q and A
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Question of the Day: What three words describe your family?

My family has always been the one unit I always run to whenever I have problems.  I am not saying that every member of my family knows all of my problems as that would be weird.  But at least one of them knows certain problems while the others know the other problems.

After all, I can’t tell my parents everything. ¬†Some issues (specially boy problems) I can only share with my sisters while others are best discussed with my parents.

And despite the fact that we are not all physically together we find ways to talk to each other everyday, which is easier these days thanks to technology.  Me and my sisters taught our parents to use Whatsapp and Tango so that we can be with each other with just a few key strokes.  Distance is no longer an excuse not to make your family feel special.  My family tries to do this for each other on a daily basis.

Thus, I do not know what I would do without my family.  I have always either ran to them for help or helped them when I can.

I am not saying that my family is perfect. ¬†No family is but they are perfect for me. ¬†I cannot think of any other family I’d rather have. ¬†And the three words I would use to describe my family are not elaborate. ¬†They are the simplest, most heartfelt adjectives I could come up with:

Loving – there is nothing I can do that will make them love me less and there is nothing they can do that will make me love them less.

Supportive – I can always count on one and all of them for help.

Solid Рthey are my lifeline.  The rock I lean on when I am tired.  The wall I lean against when I am exhausted from standing on my own.

My family is my life and soul.  And part of the reason why I am still alive.

They share my passions and dreams. ¬†They know my weaknesses and strengths. ¬†They’ve seen and heard me cry. ¬†They’ve celebrated my triumphs with me. ¬†They grieved with me when I got my heart broken.

But, most of all, they help me live and be alive.  And for that, I will always look to them when my tunnel appears to be at its darkest.

Ready Or Not

Posted: January 14, 2013 in Uncategorized
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I was on my way home and passing by a mall when I noticed this couple who were waiting for a cab. ¬†They had their arms around each other. ¬†And they were smiling and looking deeply into each others’ eyes. ¬†Then the guy raised his hands, held the girl’s head, and kissed her head. ¬†

I smiled when I saw that, forgetting for one second that I was in a public utility vehicle.  

I smiled because even I felt the love he feels for his girl, despite the distance, with just that simple gesture.  

I used to hate it when people do public displays of affection. ¬†It used to make me gag. ¬†Now, they make me smile and think how lucky they are to have found what they have. ¬†Well, as long as they are not practically crawling all over each other in public, I’d consider it sweet.

And as I watched that couple, it made me think.  Again.  Of my own lovelife or lack thereof.  And it made me smile.  Again.  A sad, close to tears, kind of smile.  Because, when before I have always done everything in my power to look for my own happy ending, now I have decided to just go with whatever He has planned for me.

Don’t get me wrong, I know that He only gives us what is best for us. ¬†Not what we want or need but what is best for us. ¬†And, for the longest time, I have tried to create my own destiny. ¬†Tried to forge my own path but, now, I realized that I am tired of it all. ¬†

I am tired of trying and failing.  Again and again.  And go running to Him whenever the pain is too much to bear.

So, I have decided to trust in Him.  Trust that what He deems is best for me will be the one thing that will make me happy and contented.  

But, I am also scared. ¬†Scared that I am not ready to accept the truth in case He deems I am strong enough to live my life on my own. ¬†Scared that He has planned for me to grow old alone. ¬†Scared that I will never feel a beloved’s arms around me again.

However, whether I am ready or not, I have vowed to do this.  And pray that I have enough courage and strength to accept everything.

After all, I may be physically alone but I will always have Him.  Ready or not.