Backtrack last December 2010, I was pretty convinced that being independent is fused to my DNA. Independent in the general sense that I was happy, alone or not. I was and I was sure of it.
For the past couple of months, I have experienced happiness like never before and even I think that is an understatement. Sometimes, I think about how happy I am and I end up with a headache. I cannot, in any way, comprehend. And that, I believe is the beauty of happiness. Its mystery makes you crave for it even more. The more you crave for it, the more you feel it. Like fireworks in your chest. Not the gory one, kind of like the kid in Katy Perry's music video. You can never put happiness into words, or thoughts for that matter--this is something that I am going to tell my grand kids, that is for sure.
The transition I am talking about is one that I did not expect at all. Not because I did not want to, not because I did not deserve it, not because I was not ready. It was because I never, for the life of me, knew that this feeling existed. It is so strong--full of love and even beyond that (again, this is an understatement). I have never opened up to someone and allow that person to know me backwards and forward. I did those so easily not because I hand out trust like a piece of paper. But it was because it was just... so easy. So effortless. And more importantly, just right.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Posted by Trizia Lim at 9:53:00 PM