I've been doing a lot of thinking and reminiscing these past few
days. Who wouldn't? Especially now, when I'm days away from that moment when
I'm going to leave my family, friends and my comfort zone. Now that I have a
lot of time to think and reflect, I realized I'm going to miss a lot and yes,
leaving will make me sad (for the first few weeks only, I hope). I miss my
work. I know, I know! I can imagine my friends/ officemates telling me,
"Huwat??! Seriously?! C'mon!" I know the world knows how much I cursed
my work and how I dreamt of getting out. And now that I'm out, almost
officially 29 days now, I am starting to really miss it. And my crazy mind
starts thinking that if things won't go well as planned there, I can go back
here and maybe even re-apply. And that thought sort of freaked me out. I am never the type of
person who easily gives up but I'm already thinking about it (going back) and I even have a
plan. Whoa. Where did that came from?! Hmm. Some people I know told me they've
already tried to start it there but it never worked out for them so they came
back. And even my parents are telling me that if I feel like I don't like it
there, I can go back anytime. I
know my parents are not discouraging me, very far from that. They just want to
reassure me that I don't have to pressure myself. I just have to try it and if things won't go accordingly, I can go back and they would understand.
But of course, I first have to try. And I will. I'm a fighter. Yes I'm a cry
baby but that doesn't make me weak. I'm emotional and I know it can affect some
aspect of my life but never did I let it hinder me from doing what I want. I know I'm
not alone. God has always been with me since day 1. All this thing. All this
migration thing was so perfectly crafted and it amazed me. I know how well
things went according to place w/o so much effort. It was all God's. I remember
the movie 10,000 BC. The protagonist was destined to be the savior of their
tribe. There was this test or exercise to determine who is the rightful
one. He finished the test with triumph.. accidentally. And because it was all
an accident and wasn't completely out of his own efforts, he had his doubt. But
little did he know, that it is really his fate and somehow someone or something
with a greater power had put him where he should be. All the things that
happened to him, all the events, all leads to the fulfillment of his destiny.
And it was all effortlessly done. If something was bound to happen, it will
all happen at the right time. That is how I see it. All things happen for a reason, we might not know why certain things happen to us, but we should trust that it all leads to whatever is best for us. I remember the Bible verse,
"All things worked together for good (to those who believe in Him). "
And no matter what happened, no matter our capabalities or even our weaknesses,
if it's bound to happen, it will happen. We just have to trust God, that He has plans to prosper us and not to harm us.. We just have to
trust in Him. And I know this (migration) is all part
of God's plan. I may not know yet what exactly His plans are for me but I know
it's for the better. HE knows best 
