domingo, 18 de enero de 2009

And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom


I am a hopeless romantic. Not too long ago someone who was very dear to me said that he never sent me flowers because he was not crazy enough about me, as plain as that… That remark stuck in my mind and soul like if it was etched in stone. I have spent many a night thinking that I want and deserve “crazy about G” and will not settle for less, never have. Being that I am not the best judge of character and I tend to believe what people say, I decided to make a deal with life on that matter. Therefore, I asked for a sign from Heaven to help me have a clear, no guessing, fool proof approach to my romantic life… I made a decree where the next gentleman who gives me flowers will deserve my full commitment, loyalty, love and attention. Those flowers will be a sign from God, as simple as THAT! Here is the catch, dear readers… I don’t know any of you who read my blog and send me comments; you don’t know my address or my full name for that matter… so there is no way this idea of God sent bliss will contaminate my plan… I just wanted this to be documented in cyberspace so I can someday show that gentleman of my pact with God. It might sound childish but it is a lot better than coming up with an absurd list of qualities and signs that will endorse that person from above...only a lovely bouquet of flowers. Sounds like a good plan, huhh? If I should receive flowers sometime soon, I will definitely keep you, my dear and unconditional readers, informed for you and only you are my witnesses.