For the first time since my last post, I remembered to visit my blog and I noticed that I haven’t posted anything by way of an update since November – and now, I don’t even know what to say anymore! One thing I can assure you, though, is that while I had gotten unabashedly lazy blogging, I had never been more serious about life .
A lot of things happened in the last quarter of 2012 and they’re mostly great, that if one were to cut open my heart now, I will be bleeding gratitude and joy. And yes, love.
First, I moved to Singapore to finally join Mr. A. We’ve talked about my moving for quite sometime, only to find me getting cold feet once or twice. Until finally, last October, I had found the chutzpah to just pack up and go.
Then I ran and completed the Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon (SCSM) 2012, after defaulting in the last two years on account of injury and a trip abroad. I was awfully slow at 40 minutes past my last marathon in Manila, but I didn’t care. The route was amazing, the race was wonderfully organized, and I was happy to hug my then-fiance at the finish line. Marathon number 5, check! Now let’s find me number 6, shall we?
Two days later, I traveled to Pune in India for work and it was such a lovely experience seeing everyone so involved and invested in the training tour. It was also my second time to visit India and just like the first time, I was held captive by the heat and the cacophony of colors and noise of this very interesting nation.
And then I became Mrs. A, officially, on 12.12.12. No, I don’t think the choice of date for the civil marriage thingy was cheesy at all. And if you ask the 500+ couples who also got married in Singapore on that day, I’m sure they will say the same thing. Haha. Now we have to prepare for the wedding ceremony happening soon in Bali.
Me, a married woman? I know, I know. Sometimes, I have to pinch myself and sneak a glance at my ring finger to double-check. And you know what? It’s a beautiful thing. Being married, that is. And I think Mr. C and I have a great love story. One that I can’t wait to share with our future child – or two.
And then we went to Phuket for our Christmas holiday and it was just perfect. We were in the one place we both worship – the beach. We went on a tour of the famed Phi Phi island (something we didn’t get to do the first time we went to Phuket in 2010), lazed around Karon, Kamala and Surin beaches for days, went trekking with Dodo the Elephant, watched a few sunsets, had Thai massages, and put on a lot of weight eating rich Thai food and wine-ing whenever we can.
God had been quite generous with me last year. Always have been, even when I thought I deserve much less.
Life is truly beautiful. Don’t ever let anyone convince you otherwise.