Me & Zibin a year ago
Ever since I read Anne of Green Gables as a 9 year old, I had dreamed of finding a bosom friend, a kindred spirit who understood me better than anyone else in the world. Someone who would believe in me when nobody else did, someone who would stand by me when everyone else had deserted me. Someone who would share life’s joys and sorrows with me, and still love me even when I suck.
Yeah, I was a romantic and dreamy kid. But I seriously kept hoping for such a friend. You may even say I was kind of on a quest to find that special someone. Of course, with such unrealistic expectations, I was disappointed and hurt many times. But along the way, I learned more and more about friendship. And I came to appreciate and love my friends for being who they are, not who I want them to be.
Yet it seems that God never forgot the dream of my childhood. You see, into my life He sent a boy strange as can be. He took me very seriously, but was one of the funniest people I knew. He looked years younger than his age, but he had an emotional and spiritual maturity of someone much older and wiser. When he looked at me, I felt as if he could see into my soul, and yet I never felt fear because somehow I knew he didn’t judge me, and that he accepts me.
We became fast friends, and then one day, I realized that he was the impossible friend I had given up looking for. We didn’t share many interests. But we shared some things that mattered a lot: a desire to grow in faith, a deep love for family and friends, and a sense of humour. And he understood me in some ways better than anyone else I’ve ever met.
I am one very lucky girl because in less than 8 months, I will be marrying the best friend that I’d been dreaming about since I was 9. God did me one better. In one wonderful package, He delivered to me a Best Friend and a Husband. He’s not what I expected, or even what I wished for… but he is everything I needed.
My friend. My partner. My peer. My brother-in-Christ.