Turning Over...

This is clearly the start of a new chapter. I FINALLY got my residency. It felt so good to know I can plant my feet somewhere I actually want to be in.

However, there's still that little (but not so little) part of me that wanted to venture out to some unknown-to-me place and wonder about prospects and possibilities. I wonder with a dreamy stare and a smile/smirk.

Flashback beginning of the year, I got a *prophesy* that I will stay here and I believed that because I really have a good chance and the turn of events throughout the year has so led to that. I undoubtedly had that faith because I saw the will. The masterplan was slowly unfolding.

Then comes the issue of faith vs. wishful thinking. Although the above issue has pretty much been one of faith and all, some things still border between the extremes. Perhaps it is taking things to a higher level, hence the more challenge, the more confusion.

Yesterday clearly marked challenge number one whereby my flatmate, confidante and all that friend you've ever wanted went off to embark on a 6-month absence from Sydney. Yes we are not yet on the verge of getting sick of each other because we do not really hang out that much and sometimes I would not see her for days. Sometimes is really an understatement here. But then I always know she'll be around for me, that I will always be able to talk to her and that I can trust her with my life. Now go beat that! I guess that should explain why saying goodbye at that time was so hard.

Exit Christian buddy #6, enter Christian buddy #7. I remember when I first came here I was sharing to a group in church how for some reason God has always given me a confidante that I can really make a shrink out of. From high school onwards, there have been Rybigail, Eileen, Tina, Narlz, Josc and then Na.

There have been overlaps, but no gaps. Na has left but I met someone at work who is a Christian and she was telling me how thrilled she is to find out there's one of her tribe at work, not to mention on the same office level. Being a corporate neophyte, perhaps I have no clue as to how rare it was but basing it on her stories (body language and tone of voice included), it was really WOW. And putting that fact into the Ivannah perspective, it is INDEED WOW!

Over the week, I've received a number of constructive inputs and also much of life has been put into its place. The puzzle seems to be more complete than ever. I am so aware of what is still missing but then I cannot really complain. I can only smile knowing one day the whole picture will be pretty much whole.

It's good to have a positive outlook. It's good to see the light at the end of the tunnel, to dream, to hope, to trust and to live on magnificently.