I have
been a sucker for love stories for as long as I can remember. I believe I have
an Adam from whose rib I was created, a prince charming who would hold on to my
shoe until he finds me, I was so engrossed in fairy-tales that making my life
one became my sole ambition. Unconsciously, I had resolved that “living happily
ever after” meant success. Only for him to imply that I am not worthy of that success!
Yes that’s exactly what that means. But as I sat in my room in rage it hit me,
I had been setting ridiculous standards that even I didn’t match up to. I was
so concerned about him doing all the right things that I didn’t stop for a
moment to check if I was deserving of them.
I
wanted an Edward whereas I wasn’t ready to sacrifice my humanity for “love”, I
wanted a Troy whereas I was a sharpay, I wanted a jack who would give up his
life just so I can live whereas I would never date someone below my social
class, I wanted a Prince charming whereas unlike Cinderella I would’ve shot my
step mother and gone to jail rather than act like a fool humbly serving her in my father’s house, I wanted a Noah whereas I would never
give up financial security like Ally to continue a summer romance.
He was right;
I was a selfish girl desiring a selfless lover, asking him to do things which I
could never do for anyone. And just then a light bulb lit in my head, and this scripture came to mind Proverbs
18:24a “A man that hath friends
must show himself friendly” If I want a prince charming I must focus on
making myself into a Cinderella and he will come. Because our attitudes and
character determine the type of people we attract and also the side of people
we pull out. Reality had just set in.
Nice piece.!
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