Bethany Rivera

About me:

In a society constantly, diluted by the latest craze and/or fade. I find myself polarized in the quest for my other half. Notice, I neglected "Better Half." Not that I am a statuesque of perfection. Rather, I've come to realize humanity for it's rawness. My other half is currently a nomad trying to find his definition in life, perhaps he will never find it.. Maybe he'll take my hand and we could find it together. I find that I am attracted to the appearance of questions. The questions that leave us wanted to know more. Marveling in it's sight. Will my decision lead me to a uncharted desire? Or will I settle for normalcy? Long ago I dreamed not of a boy suited in shiny armor. Rather, look past that boy who's never experienced life's trails. Do you see him??? in the distance??? There he is! He's the one in a coat of arms full of dents, of life's greatest battles! The epic battles, Battling ourselves, others and societies expectations. He's slightly tarnished. Dirt clings to the soles of his shoes and all of the trials of this world is trying to quickly sink him,pulling & tugging. He nonchalantly stomps it all back and continues on. As he comes closer we can begin to see bruises and scars , His eyes are keenly steadfast telling stories of things to come but, there's this softness of a place that beckons my heart to home. I try to move closer to him and want to shout. "Where are you from? Where are you going? Take me with you!" He stops and looks at me, and see me for all I am flaws and all and yet he doesn't teeter. It scares me to think someone might actually get me....I feel an ease, yet apprehension. As I think I should probably drop my gaze, he is about to speak... I awake to a blaring alarm in my room to remind me this is all a dream. His eyes remain, I can't shake him, even if it were a dream. HE is engrained in my mind! I'm back now to my present surroundings. I am Bethany Rivera. 25, currently venturing on a career, left fashion, entered non-profit, and now trying out medicine...and my dreams? Scattered. For the first time in my life..I don't know exactly what it is I truly seek. Aside from my desire to know God more and to realize what HIS DESIRE truly IS. I feel like I am in a stinted paradox. Being tossed in and out by each new tide that comes careening into the ocean floor. As I try to regain my balance my feet begin to sink into the sand and then I notice...two lover's hands interlaced as they quietly walk past. I look down to my own two hands...empty. Examining them I realize I should probably make them more presentable, for whomever will be brave enough to stand at my side. My Nails go unpolished, shortened by my constant endeavors bearing my mother's ring. Whatever was my dream?? Travel has never left, but I want to share that with someone, beyond the means of friendship, Marriage, will it come in a state of wisdom? Are the novels, plays, movies simply a teaser? Or will I too make my mark on this world? Will I learn to share? All questions to one day be answered.... ..
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