Reaching Forward
Ronelyn Ramones
Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but
one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind
and reaching forward to those things which are ahead
(Philippians 3:13 New King James Version).
SHE is a single mother, with two kids. She never
expected to become a single mother. But what
could she do? She gave her love to a man who
she thought would love her as she loved him.
It’s been nine years since the moment she
encountered one of the greatest challenges in
her life, probably THE greatest. It was the
moment that her world turned upside-down.
She couldn’t imagine how strong she was until
she had to face that trial. She couldn’t believe
she possessed the energy of Wonder Woman, the
valor of Black Widow in The Avengers, and the
strength of Xena, The Warrior Princess in
fighting against her foes. She couldn’t imagine
being the woman version of Batman or
Superman, who weathered all kinds of
challenges that came her way because of her
unbelievable power.
She was 20 when she started to face the game of
life. She met this man she believed in as her
“prince charming.” She gave him her all without
considering the consequences. How could she?
She was too young then. She had given in easily
to his sweet words. She thought she was smart
because she had been a consistent honor student
since she started schooling.
She was on cloud nine whenever she was
with him. She was so madly in love that she
didn’t hesitate to disobey her parents.
Yes, she was head over heels in love with this
man.
She got pregnant and decided to move in with
him after her family and this man’s kin
agreed to their relationship.
The house was a concrete bungalow-type
with only one bedroom that accommodated
two persons. The living room was narrow. It
contained an old sofa set. A standard stand
style fan was found near the sofa. There was
a Sharp 24” inch colored TV on top of a
wooden table filled with photo albums with
magazines underneath. An old La Germania
single-door refrigerator was placed at the
corner of the room. A small mono-block table
was found at the center with a flower vase
filled with plastic flowers and marbles of
different textures and colors. The kitchen was
found beside the living room with a 4-seater
dining set table, two-burner gas stove, and a
set of kitchen utensils. The place was small. It
signified the kind of living her husband could
provide. To her, it didn’t matter. Her love was
bigger than anything.
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