04/03/2026
Years ago, I asked God for a sign.
Sabi ko, “Lord, kahit sa panaginip lang… if I will still get married, pakita Mo sa akin. Kahit may magbigay lang ng flowers — iyon na ang sign.”
I was around 26 to 28 years old when I prayed that.
Walang sagot. Walang panaginip. Tahimik lang.
Nagpatuloy ang buhay.
I dated again at 29.
Yung relationship ko at 25 failed.
Yung sumunod, failed pa rin.
Now I’m 35… and honestly, napagod na ako.
So I stopped asking.
I stopped chasing.
Pinili ko na lang mahalin ang sarili ko.
Then last night — March 4, 2026.
Natulog ako ng 1 AM.
Pag gising ko 8:34 AM… may napanaginipan ako.
Someone gave me flowers.
Hindi siya bouquet na nabibili sa flower shop.
Isa siyang plant na may buhay — may bulaklak,
And I knew the person who gave it.
( He thought me how to love myself more)
Now I’m asking myself…
Is this a sign?
Or is this just my subconscious healing?
But one thing I realized —
Maybe the prayer was not answered before
because I was still learning how to choose myself.
Maybe love will not come as something temporary and cut.
Maybe it will come like that plant in my dream —
alive, rooted, and growing.
And this time, I’m not desperate for a sign.
I’m at peace.