It seems this weekend while half of my class was either planning weddings or getting engaged, I was getting my heart battered and bruised and finally thrown away. The situationship that I have been in for the past 3 1/2 years came to a final end. Now... the title of this blog post.
My prayer for quite some years is to find love and get married. Instead, God has managed to bless EVERY one around me with love and marriage. Everyone except for me. Um.. Hello God, I think you made a mistake. See, it was me Cherrell that asked for love and marriage. It's amazing and wonderful that my sisters are blessed with love too but I think you missed me in the process.
Now generally I would give an uplifting conclusion and prayer but I don't think I have it in me today. Of course, God is still God. Alpha and Omega, Beginning and the End. But as weird as it seems I am both happy and sad. Happy that my sisters are in God fearing relationship and headed towards the alter of marriage but sad that I've been praying for the same thing but instead of a joyous heart I'm nursing a broken, battered and bruised heart.
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