I read somewhere, memory is a child walking along the seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.
Yesterday, I walked down the memory lane as I opened the Pandora Box and rummaged through The Ex Hubby's things in the spare room. I had to do a spring cleaning so that the room would be presentable for my two new house mates, Smarties and Small Wonder who moved in last night. I found all my letters to him which after all these years, he still kept in a shoe box. I didn't keep many of his letters to me, I only kept those that I wanted to keep. Reading those letters brought back bittersweet memories, and I laughed at some of the letters I wrote, especially one I wrote asking him not to be so terribly jealous of me. Well, reading and looking back, the days have been good. But the years are not enough, I guess.
To remember once again how very much sooooooo in love The Ex Hubby and I used to be, that feels just incredible. I long to feel that way again - to be in soooo love with a man who loves me. So far, I haven't felt that way, well, not yet. I haven't love any man as much as I loved The Ex Hubby, well, not enough to make all the sacrifices I've made for him.
I do remember as I always did every year, yesterday was The Ex Hubby's birthday. He turns 35. In fact, in the last 17 years that I've known him, I never once forgotten his birthday. Omigod, has it been 17 years already? That is a long time!
Every year, I would wish him, except for this year. I am not sure if I should call him to wish him "Happy Birthday" this year. Because when I called his number early this year to wish him "Eid Mubarak", The Other Woman picked up the call and rudely yelled at me with very vulgar words, and called me "Bitch", even before I can utter another word after "Hello". She's very crass and uncouth - I suppose I can expect that from someone who stole other people's husband.
Doesn't The Other Woman know that The Ex Hubby is the only person whom I've ever been in love with, well, so far - Mr. Cupid hasn't shot his arrows in this direction yet. Maybe Mr. Cupid lost his way? Hehehe...Shall I shoot the burning flares up the sky so he can find me?
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Nel, this might be a stupid question, but if ever tahir wud come back and want u back, wud u say yes?
~poppy in bloom~
Hey there, Poppy in Bloom, to be honest with you, before you asked this question, I have spent many moments alone thinking about that question and the possibilities. To tell you the truth, I haven't come to a conclusion so far. So, I gave up thinking about the question long time ago. I think, only time and circumstances can answer that question. Everything is transient in life, no absolutes, so who am I to say what happens in the future. I can chart my future, but God decides what actually will happen.
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