He bbéd me at 9am telling me my car fines issue was resolved. I replied by thanking my honey but he did not respond to that. I wasnt very upset that he didn't respond simply because he did not forget my issue and stuck to his word. I kept thinking: He Cared, regardless of the favour or what he wanted in return. So I carried on with my work with a slightly positive mood.
I don't know which msg got me thinking of last years resolutions and since I hadn't labelled them well, I had to go through many of my old posts. Nostalgia took over me as I read the many posts showing his commitment and devotion. Why is it that even after 6 years of Agent 009 telling me to look at the bigger picture, I still did not do this with The One?
Once again I ask myself, had I played it cunningly and differently, would I have been married to him by now?
I wasn't aware of it or perhaps was too absorbed in the moment to stop myself, but I involuntarily bbéd him asking: You love me? and after 20 minutes, I got a reply. I only saw it after I got off the prayer matt and it was: Yes.
A calm happinness took over me because he could have avoided the topic, gotten angry or even not replied. I wanted to bb back many different things but settled on: Thank God. Something felt right and we are going to be fine.
Later on in the afternoon, I was meant to take W's American friend to Hatta but ended up with Foz in the Museum. We explored a side of my city which I heard about from my grandparents only. I was so impressed by the restoration efforts because it was simply beautiful. Now I have a new place to take my friends to, and maybe The One also.
One thing that alarmed me slightly was the sight of the ticket man at the museum. I was impressed with myself for remembering his face even though I've only seen pictures of him: the macho, biker, liar, party-whore goer and does (oops, I judged him). He told me he worked in Tourism and this made sense. This just showed me that people are never who they claim to be and that many of them pretend.
I remained in awe and was still taking it all in even as I was getting ready for bed. I must arrange for my grandparents to see their old house there.
I slept happy, very very happy because for the millionth time, life gave me more joy than I had hoped for. So right now, I will be thankful. That's it.
One thing that alarmed me slightly was the sight of the ticket man at the museum. I was impressed with myself for remembering his face even though I've only seen pictures of him: the macho, biker, liar, party-whore goer and does (oops, I judged him). He told me he worked in Tourism and this made sense. This just showed me that people are never who they claim to be and that many of them pretend.
I remained in awe and was still taking it all in even as I was getting ready for bed. I must arrange for my grandparents to see their old house there.
Till we meet again,
Sedeso
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