(No Need To) Rescue Me.... Won't You Hold My Hand?

A while ago, I wrote in my fb status that I don't need a Prince to come rescue me on a white horse (anymore).

While that still stands..., I realize now that there needs to be a sort of balance.


I'm having one of those off days - where nothing about the day or what's happening is really the problem. Rather, it's all emotional and cognitive.

Exploring God's Will for my life whilst discovering the need to serve Him has been a wonderfully exhilarating experience. So exhilarating, I felt invincible for quite a while - equipped with His loving power.

I rode the "high" wave for quite a while... and it's been a while since I've felt this.... BLEAH.


So I think that "high" has laid a good ground for the current BLEAH wave I'm starting/crashing out on.




See, I'm one of those females that DON'T fall over when the wind blows.
Neither do I need constant validation to secure my belief in who I am as an individual.
However, I am still a woman.
I do still need affection and care and love.

So, yes, of course I resonate with resounding clarity when friends gripe about the lack of good, mature men left in the market.
I believe that my growth as an individual is helps to prepare me to be a better half.
But at the same time... I don't depend on it anymore - being an other half to someone.

Are you confused after reading all that?
You should be.
Because I don't quite get what I'm writing. Altogether.


Let's just say that on an average day, I'm happy to be carefree and single.
And today's not one of those days.
But I'm not about to up and do something stupid that I'll regret later.

I've done that once before.