they say love can knock on your door unexpectedly when you're aren't expecting a visitor. i couldn't agree more.
i've been single since my last relationship - short-lived disastrous one - ended last April. life's been busy with work, new projects, doing up my home, spending time with good friends, reaffirming my relationship with God, and doing my own thing. it was a happy productive kind of busy.
at 30, i realise relationships are only one part of life and it's perfectly okay to be alone. being alone doesn't equate to being lonely. but when you're with someone and feel lonelier than ever craving your own space, then you know it's time to leave.
there have been a couple of interesting people, a few dates here and there - but i guess I've been holding out for that certain spark, that certain something. you know it when you know it.
and perhaps, because i was happy and fulfilled on my own, that the magic happened.
earlier this year, over lunch with a friend from church, she asked if she could introduce me to her friend. he's been working overseas for the past few years and recently relocated back.
a couple of months later, we met up for dinner. dinner became drinks. at the end of the night, it was hard to leave, because we still had so much to say. and it's been that way ever since.
and i suppose that's some magic in itself :)
