sometimes, i worry about my husband. some days, he is like a little boy, lost and wandering. he claims he has not yet discovered what his passion in life is... he seems to have no hobbies or a pasttime that is just his own. he is passionate about his family... but what he lacks is a dream for himself.

my husband didn't have a typical childhood. i'd always think that he grew up too soon. as his father braved foreign land to provide for his family, my husband became the man of the house. he was just a little boy... but, i guess, that responsiblity didn't give him the opportunity to dream.

when i got pregnant, i was never scared because i knew, robert is a responsible man. he may have stumbled and he may have gotten lost some time in his life, but he always put the people important to him first. that is just the man he is.

i am a dreamer... always have been. i still fantasize about life and the future... and i'm always grateful that i have a wild imagination. it benefits me as a writer and i wouldn't feel alive, be alive if i could never write again. i wish that my husband has something that he could feel the same way about... something he longs for... something he could go to when reality just becomes too much.

still, for someone who wanders, he sure has wandered far from where he started. clueless about his passion, he majored in math when he started college. after a few years, he decided to shift and major in metallurgical engineering instead. it took him quite awhile but he finished and passed his board exams and became a licensed engineer. unfortunately, there was little demand for metallurgical engineers back then, so in an act of desperation, i faxed his resume to a company needing someone with engineering background.
who knew that fax would lead us to where we are right now? from a math geek, to an engineer, to a copy editor, then a marketing executive and, now, to assistant communications manager. from an awkward boyfriend, to a sudden husband, to a doting father. from a little boy who grew up too soon to a man who is still learning about who he is destined to be. that is my husband. that is my man.

-prescribed by-

@5:02 PM

-10 came for therapy session-