Hey Journal,
I have so many memories, stories, and experiences from these
past four years. I’m truly grateful for everything—the ups and downs, and for
facing my fears and struggles when I first moved here. It feels like just
yesterday when it all began, and in the blink of an eye, four years have flown
by.
I feel at home now—Maldives has truly become my home, even
though a part of me still longs for Singapore. What’s strange is that I don’t
feel the same way about the Philippines, my birthplace. I spent so many years
there, but it doesn’t give me the sense of comfort or belonging that I’ve found
here.
Whenever I visit the Philippines, I miss my family deeply—my
mom, my siblings, my nephews, and nieces. I treasure every moment with them,
but I can’t shake the feeling of being a stranger. The streets, the familiar
places, and even the memories feel distant, as if I’ve outgrown that part of my
life. It’s a bittersweet feeling, knowing I’ll always love my family and the
good memories from home, but realizing that my heart has found its home
somewhere else.
The past four years have been filled with dreams and
plans—so many of them—but life didn’t always turn out the way I hoped. At
first, it was hard to accept, but along the way, life taught me something
invaluable, to go with the flow. That simple mindset became the answer to so
many of my worries, sleepless nights, and moments when I felt trapped by
overthinking.
Looking back, I realize how much I’ve overcome, and that’s
something I’m proud of. Through it all, God was there, protecting me in ways I
didn’t see at the time. It wasn’t always obvious, but He reminded me to stay
grounded, to keep my faith strong, and to trust in His plan. Those moments of
struggle turned into lessons that strengthened me, and I’m grateful for the
protection and guidance that brought me to where I am now.
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