Mushroom Huts and Fleeting Thoughts

          What difference does having you in my life make? 

          I could go on embracing singlehood, enjoying the freedom of not having to inform anyone about my whereabouts and planning my time exactly the way I choose to.   I could shield my heart from the possibility of being bruised again and prevent the temporary collapse of my ego boundaries also known as that complicated thing called falling in love.  I could choose to be carefree, gung-ho and in control of myself. 

          I could go on like this and pretend that all is well within me.  And in turn, I rob myself of the chance to be happy; for these are the same things that make my bus rides a torture and my blog entries so gloomy. 

          About a month ago, I chose not to go on with the routine I’ve pushed myself too hard into.  Suddenly, the storms outside my window that I had so painstakingly tried to ignore, by keeping myself inside what I considered a sturdy shelter, had just calmed down…  And I never knew of any cure or any balm to my pains until then, like experiencing the stillness of waters after knowing only turbulence. 

          What difference does having you in my life make? 

          You were the reason why I decided to embrace that unexpected change and that makes the very big difference.  It placed my trust back in prayers answered and lofty wishes granted.  In my heart of hearts, I knew that I desired only one thing - to meet that one star that will always shine in my heavens.  God was most wonderful when He fulfilled that by bringing you into my life and for that, I’d forever be thankful.