Back to my city, Back to reality. Not a bitter one but a lovely one, full of hope.
When I woke up, I noticed that The One has read by bb message. Its okay that he didn't reply. I kept him involved atleast, showing him that despite his silence, I still consider him part of this relationship. We are in this together and I hope that somehow it does work out.
As tired as I was, I brought myself to go have lunch with the Hussy S. Funny how everytime I go over to their places, I leave more grateful for all that I have been blessed with.
One of the guests was a Mazi. A stunning, picturesque, model pure blood who is divorced at the tender age of 19. Although she married an ugly 30 year old, and had a stunning aqua wedding, where her father walked her on the aisle and millions were spent on everything, her luck wasn't any better than others. The man neglected her after the honeymoon and chose to sleep in separate bedrooms. With her looks, I feel lightly inferior standing next to her. My self-esteem is very funny.
M dearest called me after visiting the fortune teller who reassured mom that The One still loves me but is contemplating our future together. She told her to tell me not to compare myself or my life with others and to keep believing holding on strongly to hope. Again, I left S's house with a weird taste in my mouth and soul, wondering how blessings are distributed by God and being thankful for everything that I have.
I believe in miracles and more than anything I believe in a better and brighter future.
So am I happy? Ofcourse I am. Nobody's life is perfect and I am happy for all that I have and have been blessed with. So could happiness be defined as being content with one's situation and acceptance of one's life with all that it brings?
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Sophia Lauren's Italian home. How stunning is this!!!
Till we meet again,
Sedeso
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