I thought it was impossible. It never occurred to me that this could actually happen.

But thank God it did.

In the early stage of our marriage, our relationship had been subjected to a lot of ordeals which made me think that it was better to live life alone. Quitting was a seemingly brilliant idea if I were only to consider myself and disregard the life of the innocent baby in my womb. I was expecting then. Pregnancy and all those trials were too much to bear that I wanted to gain an access to the easiest way out. But the baby inside me was also expecting. He was anticipating for a mom and dad to welcome him in this world where God sent him.

All those trials made me weak at some points in my life. There were a lot of uncertainties and confusion. But after I grasp the wisdom that trials are discreetly placed on your road to make you digest some things you’ve never known and had before, I’ve learned to recognize the value of all those tribulations. They were laid on my feet to teach me something.

We’ll still stumble upon a lot of tests along the way to happiness. But when that happens, maybe I’ll delve into what it has to teach me instead of wallowing in pain.