“When life gives you lemons….”

I have a confession to make. About two weeks ago, I was like the lead role in the film He’s Just Not that Into You. That stupid desperate woman who was so stuck up in finding her one true love. Throwing herself out (not literally) to every guy she thinks was giving out signals that he likes her so she did things that made them ignore her. Making her feel like a loser.  Making her feel left out.

But like any film that ends, that emptiness ended. Because Gigi or Anne or any woman ultimately has their own turning point. Mine came like how that cliché is all explained to us: “when life gives you lemons, make lemonades”.

I learned how to be delighted in simple things. No lines in atms. Free toilet paper with a pack of diapers. And to top it all just looking at the stars at night wraps up my crazed up day.

Simply put, I’ve learned to accept what life gives me. I’ve learned to understand that you can’t get  everything you want. I’ve learned that though you really want something that bad, all you could do is wait until you’re just too tired of waiting, too tired of pretending, too tired of expecting. Too sick and tired of being sick and tired.

You just have to graciously welcome all those disappointments with your head up and your eyes wide open. That overrated word “ happiness” does not depend on anyone but yourself. That overused third act “finding your true love” does not literally mean “look for” or “search”. It just comes…like a lemon dropping off a tree.

It’s not giving up. It’s just acceptance. Swallow it bit by bit. Take it one frustration at a time. And maybe just maybe, you’ll get used to it too. Like its second nature. Like its normal. Because you just can’t stop those damn lemons from falling off.