Have Faith in Instinct part One

I have got lady friends since junior high school and though we don't meet that many times, we keep in touch through different means of communication. I have written stories about my lady friends before, I have been quite emotional about writing their side of the life stories. So far, I managed to hold back the tears when they come to me and share whatever it is they can.

I was on an assignment and every day after the office hours, I was so beat. Then a sudden phone call from her woke me who was about to doze off. We made a promise a few months back to meet but it hadn't happen. All I know is that when she calls, she has stories to tell. Kids, hubby, work, anything.

After a short 'opening', she abruptly mentioned how I should trust my instinct. She said that no matter what the circumstances are, if the instinct leads me to a path, I should choose that one. Oh well, she talked to an instinct owner with a huge denials stored in her trying-to-be-always-logical brain. In my effort to get my head out of the confusion of her statement, I asked, 'Why do you say that?'

Nine years back, she married a guy whom she met only for three or four months. Before they got married, I had heard stories from her about the future hubby. I hadn't met him, I didn't know him but I hated him already.

A gentleman doesn't leave her date all alone at a computer exhibition. A nice guy (not to mention, an in-love nice guy) doesn't ask his future bride to change her physical appearance before the wedding day. He asked three days prior to the date. I didn't know him that long but a few meetings were enough. Oh yeah. 'I know what you are, mister!' I said to myself. I hope he didn't see hatred in my eyes, trying to decapitate and pierce him in pieces back then. I did hate him to the bone. But what can a friend say to her friend who was so in love and was about to be married in a matter of days? The words coming from my lips would be (I WISHED), 'Please don't marry him. You won't be happy. I know you won't.'

Instead, I hide my tears after each phone calls she made which gave her tears in her voice telling me all the things he said or did. She didn't call off the wedding. She didn't have the heart.

I had given her my piece of mind. That's more than enough intervention. It's her life. Her choice. I could only say, 'Set your heart straight, focus and be happy.'