A Change of Heart
It’s been an off-week. You know the kind – unproductive, uninspired and unimpressive.
I must admit though, one highlight does stand out from all the lowlights, our one
and a half year anniversary. My partner and I not only celebrate whole years of togetherness,
but also half years , as mushy as that sounds! We even have our own special name
for these amorous milestones; yeariums and half-yeariums! We feel so strongly about
the importance of these rituals, as they encourage us as a couple to stand back and
take stock of our relationship’s journey. Each time, we come to the same euphoric
conclusion that we are a similar breed of travelling companion, with our uncanny
ability to read each other’s minds, tuned in to each other’s wave-lengths, to the
extent that one of us voices what the other has just thought. We often say to each
other that we are the kind of couple people often feel like puking over, but hey,
are we bothered!
Now that I think of it, there was another highlight this week... seeing my first
article in print. That was a highlight, totally exhilarating and buzz giving! It
really is like seeing your name in lights. What buzzes me is the thought that thousands
of people will read my writing. A wonderful ego-trip, although I will not know what
the majority of the reading public will think of my writing efforts. Maybe that is
actually a good thing? For now I am quite happy getting into print, though feel the
stirrings of impatience to write my next piece.
I realise that I started out dishing this past week calling it uneventful. How on
earth did I come to that conclusion? I can only say in my defence that I have not
felt very balanced. Low on energy and low on enthusiasm. I feel ashamed that I fell
into the same old trap of feeling dismally dissatisfied with myself. Not only did
I receive the most gorgeous of earrings and a straight-from-the heart, romantic poem
written by my soul-mate on our second half-yearium, but I was also witness to the
fruits of my journalistic efforts – my first published article. I now see how much
I need some sunshine to inject the life back into me again. The Winter has lasted
long enough. Spring is near. Forget unproductive, uninspired, and unimpressive, I
am compelled to rewrite this weekly chapter as inspirational, eye-opening and magical.