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I am 1 year older today -- and I must say, it's been a long ways away from where I was last year. Last year I was living with my cousin and a couple of housemates -- now I'm alone in a rented unit here in Makati. Last year I was having issues with being lost, now I'm enjoying the fact that I've seen the light -- and try to do my best and live a Christian life. Issues I was dealing with last year were different but there's one recurring issue that I see myself dealing with for the next few years: a lifelong partner.

See, I never really thought about it, but now I miss being cared for and caring for someone. I've had my fun yes, and a great relationship with someone I can relate to recently -- but I don't want to spend my days alone and not be able to feel how my father felt when I was born and while I continue growing and getting older. I want to feel what it feels like to stand in front of a crowd and profess my undying love for someone too.

Yeah yeah, here's me getting sentimental again but I just cant help aging 1 more year, and not having someone to actually spend my days with. Then I guess the Lord is asking me to do something again, and let go of a few things so that I gain that again. Maybe I just have to step out of my comfort zone again, and trust Him more. At any rate, I know I have to do something about it, and it seems like the only missing piece right now in my life.

Though I'm reaching my goals with the help of friends, family, and the Lord, I need to find that someone to spend the rest of my life with on my own. I think I know who she is, but she's half the world away -- which might mean I need to go there to follow my heart, but that's a leap of faith I cannot muster the strength for just yet. I don't even know if she will want to spend the rest of her days with me, so it's not only a leap of faith it's a big risk of falling flat on my face again.

I think I can take that, but then today is about celebrating the past year and what I have become from then to now. So enough with the sob stories, I'll have a blast tonight and this weekend among friends and family.

CHill!

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  1. Happy Birthday, Dean! Careful with the cake: just looking at it is starting to give me a coronary.

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  2. Thanks Dom! Nope, don't worry -- Cakes were meant to be shared. :)

    Thanks for dropping a line!

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