Another day has begun.

I woke up with a daze in my head, trying to wake from a tiring weekend. My girlfriend is staying over my place for a week. She just received her visa for Canada and will be leaving in less than a week.

Oh well. It is sad. No matter how I try to make sense of things, I can’t deny that I still feel sad now that she is finally leaving for a new job in another country, miles and miles away. The place is cold and the culture is way much far from ours.

It’s a mix of emotions. As much as I want her to stay, this has been her dream since college. Yes, we discuss these things, especially in college when we were making plans for a career and stuff. This should be the time when she’ll reach for things that she wants herself. She is strong in a way that she always find ways to get what she wants.

It’s comforting though that she has cousins in Canada. Although they are more than an hour of plane ride away, at least she gets to spend her Christmas with her extended family and friends. I just don’t want her to be always lonely wherever she will be.

Sometimes though, as I am trying to live a new life myself, I sometimes fail to be there for her. She has always been her jolliest, most adorable self and sometimes I can’t even give her back a smile or a joke to make her laugh. I don’t want to immerse myself in so much grief just because of the everyday stress of a new job and a new place. But sometimes, a person simply forgets the essentials of life throughout a day’s struggle for survival.

She will be dealing with more difficult situations where she is going and I will be the stupidest jerk if I won’t be there for her in this exciting yet uncertain time of her life. For sure she will have crying times, sad times, even maybe depressing times. I hope I will be there always, as much as I can.

There is so much to discover in this life. And she is out to get it. I wish all the best the world could give. I send her my prayers because I know, in the saddest moments of this new chapter in her life, God would always be her comfort and peace.

There might be rains at times but you don’t get to see a rainbow without it. There might be storms coming but with it comes strengthening and healing. May you never forget to look up to God for comfort and as well, thanksgiving in all that He has given you.

To you my dear, I send my butterfly kisses.

Many of us do blogging for comfort, as a sound board and even for money but for Anya, I believe it did more than that. It somehow changed her life. Blogging became her relief, even her comfort during her ordeal in nothingness. What she went through unfolds in her blog and her book which is now available worldwide.

I believe what happened to her went about with a purpose. Could it be for her to see her life in a different light, for her to encourage others? There are many possibilities. For sure, her hardships had made thousands of readers reflect on their own lives and her blog was more than a page in the internet but a life story that has touched others.

May you continue to inspire others Anya.