I shall profess that my knowledge of French is limited to ordering a hot chocolate or coffee with milk, and thank you, goodnight and…have a good trip? LOL. But there’s that word, l’amour, and phrase, je t’aime…I love you. Things just sound more romantic in French, no?:)

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged about love. Erm, a whole month, I reckon, at least. Now before you start rolling your eyes and think, ‘Goddamn, another one bites the dust‘, bear with me. I shall try to minimize the mushspeak and adoring gibberish.

Lately I’ve been wondering how people figure out that the one they’re seeing, or is engaged to, is The One. Has anyone found their soulmate yet, just you know, to compare notes? So I know what to look out for, and see if all the warning signs are there *grin*.

Does the feeling, bam, hit you one morning? Or does it sneak up upon you out of the blue? And if you have figured it out, when is the time to react to it?

There’ve been so many stories of people getting engaged lately, mostly from the Kiwi’s circle of friends and acquaintances. No no, not dropping hints, just ponderings. What’s the ‘normal’ age to be engaged/married theseadays?

For our parents’ generation I think the trend was to wed at what, 25 onwards? Hearing stories of people finding love and jumping headfirst into marriage kind of worries me. That’s not too far off from where I am now! o_O But maybe I too am jumping the gun.

But what I can say for sure is, I’ve found someone who fills my thoughts and heart; whom I blatantly adore with all that I am…someone who makes me laugh and whom I cannot wait to talk to every single day when it’s Bug Time (7:30pm, GMT +8–take note I am very unavailable on MSN at that hour!)…someone who makes me feel safe and comfortable, but not in a bad way…someone who I can forsee a very fun-filled, exciting and yet indescribably lazy future with

And I miss him so. Sigh.

Raaaaaah. I actually really have no idea where this post is headed. So I shall end the torment and abort this post here.

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Edit: There’s this block quote from Paulo Coelho’s book The Pilgrimage (I think–I devour too many Coelho books for my own good)–I cannot remember what page exactly so bear with my half-arsed attempt at referencing.

“It’s good to get a second opinion on a lot of things but when it comes to matters of the heart, forget the rest of the world, forget expectations and forget the norm. When you decide to love, love with all your heart and love completely, for there is no other way to love…”

I think I have found my new mantra for living. And loving.