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reflecting my best

It's been a while since I have dressed up when there's nowhere to go. 

It's not  that I actually dress up while getting out of home, it's just unusual to dress up to stay at home. 


Today won't be just-a-stay-at-home. 

There is someone really important to visit me today.

I guess he would be here soon and it's been years. I would be seeing him after 3 long years.

 I  took the final look at the place. It had to be exactly the same as he left it to be. The same way we set it on my arrival here. 

I checked myself once again, I was in my maroon solid colored full sleeved knee length dress with a full sleeved denim jacket left open, with my favorite denim heeled boots. It was exactly what I was feeling at that moment, maroon reflecting modesty and beauty, shielded by denim as a sign of strength. No major makeup needed. I felt good to go.


I don't know if all that we had gone through in the last few years is worth it . Was I at a stage I imagined  would be in the years to come? Are all the decisions and sacrifices justified? 

I don't have an answer to these, yet, to make things go fine, all i can do is do what i planned to do years ago, yet with no restraint on my head of any sorts. Even if not at the success stage I thought myself to be at. I am better than the last time he saw me and now, my plans could work out the best without any assistance of any sort.

Today, I can be whoever I have always wanted to be and I am proud of all that's gone into this!

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