Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Seems like my family has an affinity with getting into long distance relationships. Particularly now, with my parents and sister in Australia, and my brother and I in the states. At times, I would question whether my brother had made the right choice. After he came here, he broke up with his girlfriend in Singapore, taking into account my uncle's advice and his own judgement. That decision of his, earned him the title of a 'jerk', which I came across through unpredictable, but amusing, circumstances. Maybe he was really one, or maybe he just had the ability to make better choices than me, no matter how painful they may be. But I would prefer to give him the benefit of the doubt, because I believe that he truly had feelings for that girl. After all, I once caught him playing "The Sims", using his and her names for the characters, both holding the same last names. Since then, he has been single for the past 4 years despite multiple 'opportunities', at least to my knowledge.

Can I say that I wasn't in the same dilemma as him? Probably not, because I got the same advice from my uncle, mother, sister and friends. Every single time, I chose to turn a deaf ear, and follow my heart, and I can't say it was all bad. Though I question, if I had followed in my brother's footsteps, would things be different now? Perhaps he made the most rational, maybe the better, choice. Although so, I would like to justify my decision with a notorious, albeit cheesy, cliche; "It's better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all".

Listening to "No Woman No cry" by the Fugees. I used to satirize my brother when he sang along to this song, but presently, it makes perfect sense. For now, I think I would adopt my brother's precept of "living life first, love later". No promises though, for who can predict when would love come knocking.

I woke up this morning, feeling as good as I did yesterday. Conceivably, it may have been the late night movie, possibly the small dose of beer before sleep. It may even be the morning exercise. Whatever it is, I'm grateful for it.

I'm on a winning streak, and I know its only going to get better. Maybe tomorrow, maybe not. But in the long run, I know it will.

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