Song of Years

When I was young, I always thought that I have no say in any matter because God had already mapped out my path. That all I have to do is to listen close to Him for He will tell me what to do, where to go, what to act, and what to say. I imagined that God is some unreachable Being that dictates people of the courses of their actions.

But I was awfully wrong. I forgot to remember that God loved us so much that He gave us free will and choices. God made the earth so rich and bountiful that we will have many options and not just be resigned to one category. He gave us the earth and all its contents (people including) for us to enjoy.

I always tease my escort and sometimes call him my knight in shining armor. He laughs whenever I do that and he in turn calls me "chinita". The joking is really fun and gets me in the mood throughout the day especially when he wakes me up very early in the morning with his message and initiates the teasing. Yes, it's pathetic, but fun anyway.

Now I haven't told my escort yet that I once made a poem entitled "My Knight" back when I was still in High School. I am currently on the process of getting to know him better and there are of course, still some things that I am holding back from him. I will not reveal everything yet. I will only do that when I am already married to him.

You see, I went to Zamboanga to facilitate a household heads workshop during the SEAL Weekend of the SFC Zamboanga City and Zamboanga Sibugay. I was asked to do the said workshop a month before the schedule but I did not commit because of the very reason that he is at Zamboanga and that for sure, if their tactics would give them passes, he would want to accompany me. I do not like that I will be the one to go to him. What I really wanted was for him to come home for me. But days before the SEAL Weekend, I was forced to make a decision because the three full time workers were already bombarding me with pleas.