Half Half

"Not afraid of growing old alone and single?"

Daddy asked this question while I'm busy looking at the "Rosary Star" in the dark sky.

I told him… I'm tired of giving answers to people for questions relating to that, Dad.  But right now, I will answer you with all honesty.

I've never been so concerned about this when I was still at 7, not even bothered when I was growing up till I reach the mid20s, and up to now, I am not overly pressured to find means just to join the bandwagon of this "couple-inspired society".

We are bothered by such kind of so relaxed principle.

Cause early on, I have set other options if "getting married" wouldn't be part of God's plan for me.

"What options?", he asked.

I'm approaching the mid-life.  I have spent half of it growing, learning, proving, searching, earning… I would want to spent the other half, living out what I learned, I have proved myself, what I have searched, what I have earned and what I have grew up with. 

Who knows, in the other half of it… I would find halfway… the other half… but not exactly overly concerned on finding the "other half".  And besides, it's not the "finding" that's more challenging and exciting…

What is it?

It's the aftershock of "finding"… of what I would become out of "finding or not finding the other half".

Don't worry Dad… Believe that I'm okay.  The love around me is more than enough to fill the seemingly "incomplete perception of the world for being unattached".

I may look sad.. but I am not completely sad.  I am thinking…. for greater purpose… for better answers why despite the many possibilities of meeting and finding, God grants me to take a single journey.

<A pat on my Daddy's shoulder>

Ako pa… Nagawa ko na ngang i-set aside ang personal na kaligayahan para lang sa inyo noon pa.  Ngayon ninyo pa ako tatanungin kung kaya ko pang gawin ulit un?  Asus… chenes!