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.

Labels: expat, experience, maldives

Overall, it was a fantastic catch-up. Max's humor always lightens the mood, and Mike's conversation never disappoints. It's just great to chat with good friends about life, work, our personal struggles, experiences, and all the craziness that comes our way. My talks with Mike hit home because we share common experiences, and I've known him longer than Max. Even though I have stories about Max too, Mike remains a dear friend to me.

Having friends nearby who get what it's like to work in a foreign place is like therapy. It's comforting to have someone who understands the highs and lows of life in a new location. (Not so new)

I'm still feeling a bit guilty about skipping my study session today, even though I've been procrastinating most of all day. I really hope I can pass my exam this time.

Labels: expat, friends, maldives