I promised to tell the world our story to give inspiration to others who are experiencing a similar journey.

I had been waiting for the love of my life to come. It was a long wait and I finally decided not to look for him. Rather I prayed that he be guided and find me. I listed my wish list and thought about it thoroughly. I imagined him and I let go and forgot about it and continued to be a happy single person. My motto was, if I am happy, he will find me and join me! And he did find me! When I look back, he tick off all the marks on my wish list!

We were happily together for three and one half  years living in our cute apartment and we had already talked about getting married and creating our own family. Then he suddenly ended it without any warning. I was devastated. But I did not give up. I left our home, but in my mind, my new apartment is only temporary and I would be back in our home sometime soon. I did my gratitude journal every day and said and sent thanks to my love. I made my vision board. I did my novenas. Then I let it go. I burned all of my writings and the board and I threw the ashes into the sea. Letting go is the most difficult part of the process.

I realized the more you do it, think of it or a lot of it, it just emphasizes the emptiness. So I stopped thinking about it. I stopped analyzing the past and replaying it on and on. It was hard but doable. Then I started focusing on myself. I did my self-validation every day. When I drove every morning I say repeatedly that I am blessed. I am a great girlfriend. I am really good housewife material. I am love. I am unique. I am one of a kind and I am in divine connection with my life partner. And so on and so forth. Sometimes I felt it so strong I would cry, but not a sad cry, more of an overwhelming peace and hope that was filling my soul.

We cannot control other people’s free will. All we can do is ask the Universe for guidance and strength. If it is meant to be, the Universe will work its magic. All we need to do is to believe.

Six months later he reached out. We had a great catch up and he confessed that he realized he had made a big mistake by letting me go and being without me was the lowest point of his life. After few months of continued reconciliation, reconnection and patching the gap, we are back together and our relationship is even better this time. Better communication, more open, full of commitment and passion. It is true, love is sweeter the second time around.

The experience made me a strong believer of the power of faith, and if you surrender it to almighty, it will all work out in the end. But it does not stop there, keep staying positive as positive attracts positive.

I hope to give inspiration to whomever is in need.