After almost seven years of being with someone, I have completely dismissed the fact that I could ever tread life alone. It seems that I have been utterly tenable to the comfort of knowing that my someone will forever be able to shield me and forever catch me when I need to find solace when the world decides to be cruel at times. I have unlearned to trust myself and to rely on the sturdiness of my own feet.

I guess time has its own way of sending its wake up call. It may be harsh but then again, wake up calls are like that… it’s meant to shake you up even if you’re in the midst of your deepest and sweetest slumber. So, time has chosen to throw ice-cold water right in my face this time. Maybe, so I could get up on my feet and face another day. Sad to say, its taking more of a bucket of water and a few slaps on the face to bring me back from the depths of the life I’ve adapted to.

My bessy told me to take things one at a time. The very essence of that has made me look forward to tomorrow. The moment I live now is a constant reminder that I have survived the moment a while ago, no matter how hard it was, no matter how hard it is.
While its true that I’ve forgotten to live life without the crutches on my legs, I am beginning to learn to walk by myself again….. maybe.