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I've been itching to write a Valentine's Day entry (despite the fact that it's over) but I couldn't decide on what to write about (and I've been going out a lot, too). I thought of writing about my first break-up and how I practically resurrected from it, or how sunsets lead me to complete emotional healing. Thinking that it would be too long to write ( because as much as possible I try to keep my entries short so as not to bore my readers), I decided against both ideas and allowed inspiration to surprise me at any point of my day.

It only took my name on a jacket to finally get me writing.

It happened on a Wednesday--two days after Valentine's Day.
"Love," my best friend called out to me while I was busying myself with work for my Graphic Design class. "I'll show you something."
I stood up from my work desk and languidly walked to where he was standing. "Yes, Love? What is it?"
I watched him fumble in his bag and pull out a denim jacket he was currently using as part of his costume for Hair (WHICH YOU SHOULD ALL WATCH, BY THE WAY!).
"Do you like it?" He asked, holding it up for me to see.
"Yes, it's nice," I replied with a smile.
"Look."
I watched as he laid out the jacket on a table and folded out the right flap so I could see the inside. Written in black ink was my name.
"Aww, that's very sweet!" I exclaimed. "Why is my name there, though?"

His answer almost moved me to tears.

"So it's like you're with me every time I'm performing."

:)

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It's good to know that single or not single, I still have someone out there to make me feel loved and special. That in any day, season, or occasion, I have someone who cares about me and will always be there for me.

And it's amazing to know that I'm not alone. :)

To you, dear reader, I'm sure you have someone (a friend, sibling, boyfriend or whatever) who needs your tiny gestures of love.

A simple yet powerful gesture of love.

Write a short message on a post-it and stick it on the windshield of your friend's car. Discreetly slip a bar of his favorite chocolate in his backpack before his most boring class so he has something to munch on to help him stay awake. Borrow your friend's phone and secretly type in a sweet memo in the calendar and alarm it at an unexpected time.

Don't wait for Valentine's Day to come around again. Make them feel that they're not alone. Make them feel that any day can be Valentine's Day. :)

I pray you move mountains with a single kiss. :)
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I just want to thank those who continuously read my blog, especially to the ones who refer my blog to those who need emotional healing. I'm so touched to know that this actually happens. :) And I'm glad that my rambles can actually help somebody. My page views overwhelm me every time I take a look at my blog stats. A big thank you.

Thank you for your little gesture of love. :)

 
I am a stubborn woman.

No matter how many times I am given the same advice, or how much I am warned about the consequences of my actions, I don't listen.

Let me stress my stubbornness a bit more. Even if I've been in the same situation before and know the ending of the whole story I've written myself in, I'd still refuse to turn away.

And I actually don't understand why. Well, there's the whole possibility of me being masochistic, but I think everyone has a tendency to want to hurt themselves once in a while—one way or another. So, I'm back to square 1. I still don't know the reason why.

But that's not really the point. I'll get to it, though. I promise.

So what does a stubborn woman get for throwing all caution to the wind? Pain. Grief. Sadness. Self‐pity. Aggravation.

But getting hurt a second—or even third— time around builds up your very core. Like gold that is tested in fire, you welcome the pain in order to burn away all weakness so nothing else remains but strength, radiance, and power.

So it does pay to be stubborn sometimes. You fall. Nurse your wounds. Pick yourself up. Stand up tall. Then continue moving forward.

Stronger than ever.

So never be afraid of getting hurt. Take risks. Allow yourself to grow. To fight. And keep moving forward. :)