• Lorna Ilena Bussue


Choices are sometimes difficult to make especially when there is conflict of interest between the heart and the thoughts of the brain. Sometimes, persons rationalize on the morals of their experiences while choosing to ignore the intuitions of the heart. Those primordial instincts were meant to ensure survival. In Emeralda's situation, survival meant to embrace enduring love. Although this type of love needs to be cultivated, it must be present from the onset of a relationship, if it is to last forever. It is the point in one's life where there is perfect union of two hearts. It is indescribable when found but devastating when not chosen.

Emeralda has learnt that all decisions have moral implications, therefore, they should not be made on a superficial level. At times the depths of the situation cannot be understood until it unravels. It is a wise choice to follow the direction of your soul as it leads you to happiness. A happiness that would not lead to regrets, no matter how many times you are confronted with your choice.

Emeralda needs not to be reminded that she made a poor choice in her heart's single most important decision. She would not, however, allow herself the eternal reminder of a choice filled with negative repercussions. She therefore brought closure to an unhappy relationship.

Out of her unhappiness has sprung the happiest, most wonderful blooms imaginable. This has led to the realization that there is always good in every situation. We just have to embrace every possibility with open-mindedness.

Now she has grown to know herself fully. She knows that the seed of love that is buried inside of her can only flourish with the perfect union. She is nonetheless, comfortable with herself as she can now put her dreams into perspective. This has strengthen her faith in the knowledge of the existence of a higher being, God the Father. She learned that he puts order into our lives despite our choices and works all things together for our good.


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