Cherish the Treasure

Since I have some spare time at work, I have decided to blog, secretly.

Today marks the 6^th month of my relationship with Nat. In my/our own world it actually felt like 6 years. Since the inception of our relationship, I have hope that it will be eternal. Relationships of the past have been short term.

Just a bit from what I've read recently.

As revealed in the first few chapters of Sex at Dawn, women prefers to settle down with men who protect and provide for them monetarily, whereas men get married to father children and spread their genes. I have not read the book completely but it attempts to explain the reasons behind infidelity. Though it may seem like we, mankind are pragmatic, to a certain extend I agree. Is true romantic love impossible?

Though I am one for the existing society norms and believe that monogamy is the way to go (unlike Samantha of Sex and the City), I can comprehend the struggles to staying in a loveless relationship for the sake of provision and other ‘emotional physiological needs’. However, I would like to clarify that I do condemn disloyalty though I wish I can be less harsh. If one is a cassonova, let him/her forgo marriage.

That having said, I am aware of the evil side of human, therefore I seek never to slide to the dark side by educating myself the dangers lurking. Succumbing to temptation destroys good relationships. May God guard our hearts.

While I have not discussed what I value in a relationship, besides mentioning surface qualities above I am very glad that each time I reflect on the times Nat and I spent, I am more and more certain that we are meant to be where we are now.

At this point, I received a beautiful vase of carnations and other assortment of flowers which was being delivered to me at my office. Every day it seems, is a renewal of my faith that I have made the right choice of being in this partnership.

Thanks Nat for loving me. I will cherish this treasure of you.

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Stubbles + Dreadlocks = My Kinda Guy as at 21st Dec '09 I guess this statement is pretty true. It took me about 3-4 years to decide to tell him that I still love him... Telling him was just to let him know my feelings towards him... Months later we got together, it felt strange because I thought fate has departed from us. Destiny must have heard my cry and let me have a second go at this love. Unfortunately, now we're once again apart from each other. Sometimes I felt that I held on to the memories with him so tight because he was my first love. Many times I have thought myself to be a fool and felt that things have been a little unfair. He was my dream guy and I don't think I was ever his dream girl. After all, I was not his first love. Moreover, I don't have much to offer. Day after day, I watch memories play over my brain's eye, uncertain to feel remorseful or to tell myself to move on... Yeap, I know it has been a while now. God just help me. Pam Petite

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