We all have an ideal list, a list we have toiled on and conditioned through time. A list that provides us a glimpse of a plausible dream. A dream that consists of not only “you” but an “us”. With it, we fathom an ideal person calling him or her your true love, sole partner or better half.
To use an adjective like “shy” or ” reserved” to describe me would be strenuous for my close friends. I always have an opinion and I almost always like to disagree (sometimes for the pure sake of it). On uncountable times, my friends have told me to shut up, be quiet and “put a lid on it”.
Sitting down at the Bar Room, leisurely adjusting my black-borrowed jacket (apparently I look good in black and white), I knew this was it- an epiphany. More about work life another day.
“Love is not jealous, it does not brag, does not get puffed up, does not behave indecently, does not look for its own interests, does not become provoked. It does not keep account of the injury. It does not rejoice over unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth.”
(1 Corinthians 13:4-6)