"Once upon a time, there was a very worthy young man. And as all worthy young men are, perhaps, this man was very conscious of his worth. He knew that he stood tall, was handsome, was built-well, had money - and although he was not conceited about it he knew what a valuable commodity he was. When the time came for the young-man to get married, he was shown many women of all shapes and sizes. He turned them down, one after the other because he was adamant that he would not settle for anything less than his ideal. And so he searched through a mountain of women looking here, looking there, looking everywhere and rejecting all of them one-by-one. He was at the search for a long time, until suddenly he found her: his ideal. He was overjoyed, and convinced that 'this' was what his mission had been all about. She was perfect in every way, exactly what he had been searching for. He celebrated with his family, and his friends, and the next day he went to her house with a marriage-proposal. A few hours later, our worthy friend returned without the bride. Anxious friends gathered around him wanted to know what happened: was she not, as he had thought, his ideal? The worthy young man looked rather like the ground had shifted beneath his feet, but when pressed for an answer he replied: "She really was my ideal in every way. The only trouble was, I was not hers."
I read this story somewhere a while ago..and as weird as I am, I tend to save things I like in a little folder that I have o_0. It also has a letter in it that Hugh Jackman wrote to his 15 years old self. Pretty interesting -n0d-. Anywaaaaay... so back to the story above.. Um... I like to think I am generally a humble person..you know in the sense that I am not ungrateful. It's not even me trying to not be ungrateful - maybe I am just scared ....or superstitious =0 ....-sighs-.... Allllllll I really want to say is that every once in a while when Im utterly and completely dissolved in the dreams that I've dreamt and the snippets of pictures that I have pictured..with him... there are these perfect little moments when I feel as if I can't be more fortunate..when nobody can be more fortunate than me.. And that's when the moment takes over me entirely - as though I am living in that moment itself. I am living the life of the luckiest girl in the world.
Its not less than a miracle when the one person you love, loves you back just as much.... right?
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