This will be my first time to really write down what im feeling, growing up i was never that kind of girl who will keep a journal or a diary to write down my daily activities or what im feeling for that matter. It is kinda hard for me to think of what to say, but i think the best way to do it is to write down what i really feel this very moment. As of writing this, me and my husband just recovered from a very dreadful fight that almost cost us our marriage. But we managed to sit down and talked about it. Though we havent really came up with a compromise yet but it looks very positive. This incident alone leaves me thinking is he my Mr. Right? I remember when i was younger i often day dream about marrying someone who can fulfill my dreams, someone who will put me in a pedestal and worship me for whatever reasons and i made a deal with God. I asked him to give me a sign, that whoever is the first guy to give me dozens of white long stemmed roses will be my Mr. Right. That thought stayed with me until i was old enough to have a relationship, I've had a series of failed relationships because i couldn't find that someone who can make my dreams come true. Im always looking for flaws, and if ever i see one that will immediately turn me off and suddenly fall out of love. Until i met a very normal guy, he is not even close to my dream guy; he was actually a far cry from my dream guy. But he loved me, he loves me for whoever, whatever i was. He loved every bad moods, tantrums and even my just woke up face. Back then, i thought that he was just one of those guys who will eventually be a part of my history of failed relationships. I gave it a try though, i thought well if he loved me that much maybe its gonna be worth a try. But being with him almost everyday, i became very fond of him and that fondness turned into likeness and that likeness turned into love. I woke up one morning looking at myself in a mirror and actually admitting straight face that I Love him, for what reason? i don't really know. I cannot come up with a good reason but i couldn't care less all i know is that i love this guy, and i couldn't face another day without him. That alone was a reason enough to finally give in to love. The rest, so to speak was history, i married this guy obviously and we are but a normal couple who will fight over little things and then kiss and make up after. I could very much say that we are happily married for almost four years now, with a three year old son who is a spitting image of me. Just last night while i was thinking of our marriage that deal and sign i had withGod crossed my mind, i t took me three years to remember that deal and that sign. Then i remember vividly that one afternoon when he visited me three days before i left for Malaysia. He gave me two dozens of white long stemmed roses. This memory send shivers down my spine, and i cried because after thinking that i married the wrong man; God actually made me realize that i have indeed married the right one and i was standing right next to the man of my dreams all along. He may not be wealthy, he might not put me in a pedestal but who would want that anyway? Isn't it that you would always want the one you love to be right by your side? so why would i enjoy being up in a pedestal? where i can be right beside him and have his arms wrapped around me? And with that being said I ask you, are you still dreaming for Mr. Right?
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