So the song It’s Hard To Say I’m Sorry (by Chicago) was played in the office. And I unexpectedly connected it with someone from my past,  whom I fancied myself to be inlove with.  Someone who may not know, and maybe never will (or maybe when he reads this he will then know), that this “craziness” in me existed.

It was sort of a schoolgirl crush… but of course I felt it was more than that before. It didn’t seem to be a one-sided love affair but maybe it was just that. *giggles* Really, I could laugh at it now but I sure  couldn’t then.

Listening to that song, I was slowly transported back in time. Some bittersweet memories. *sigh*

Now why did I remember all that? Noooo, it’s not that I’m still pining over this someone. Hah!  And no it’s not that I’m still not over “the past.” On the contrary, I’m very much over it. I have a wonderful husband and I’m very much contented with my marriage. Very much happy. I honestly feel so blessed with my marriage,  with the man I have gotten myself hitched with. It’s just that I remember -period.  Funny how one song can bring back the memories. My husband, he told me that the past is always a part of what we are. So maybe that’s that.

As with that certain “relationship” in the past, it was destined to be not us. It was not meant to be us. I have come to believe that between the two of us, friendship is so much more important. And I’m glad that up til now, we’ve remained to be good friends.

My father told me on the way to work today that when it’s meant for you, God will give it without any difficulty. Of course we were talking about a totally different issue. But I always believe that it holds true for most in this life, if not everything.

So it was not us. And I am not sorry. Nor have any regrets. Because God gave me what’s absolutely right for me. And you know, when it’s from God, it’s more than 100% guaranteed. *smile*