I am really truly happy for some of my friends who have found the happiness they deserve. One got a Starbucks planner, a bag, and a devotional from someone really special on her birthday today. this time last year we were thinking if she would ever like anyone enough to consider getting into a relationship.
Two others just got married. Several more are expected to tie the knot this year. I mean, the love bug seemed to have gone on a biting spree in the last 2 years.
But happy endings don’t grow on trees. Some of us suffer well long enough before ending up walking the aisle. Some too long they don’t even recover. But what is it that really matters?
And I won’t even try to sugarcoat it. At the end of the day, it’s if you did the right thing even if it damn hurts; if you realize your worth not just to others but your self-worth; if you find that you are capable of forgiving more than what is deserved; if you can love even after Everything.
Most of the time I don’t get it and why God would even allow it to happen. But now I realize that in all of these, it’s either you end up with someone and you become more understanding, or you end up alone but you become more mature. Either way you’re supposed to become a better person. If it doesn’t then that’s a different story.
So to my friends who are in the process of finding their happy endings, let’s not give up. Nobody said it would be easy, they just said it would be worth it. And who said God didn’t care?
He’s sometimes in that glimmer of hope. Or in that last strands of patience. Or the unexpected call. Or the bits of strength that get you through the day. Or the random coffee nights. Or even that once in a while bump-into-someone kind of events.
Who knows diba? Then maybe one of these days I’d be writing about how we found those happy endings after all.