After all the anticipation, whether willingly or not, I'm getting out of this place, and leaving this page of my life behind. If I write a book recording myself since birth to death, I guess I've already done 1/3 of it.
In my prayer this morning, I confessed that I felt uncertain about what would be waiting ahead. I can make a plan for tomorrow, but cannot look into the future. Only Lord's wisdom can accomplish that. But I will place my faith in Him, for he will take care of his children and make the best decision for them. It has happened in the past, and it will be done again in the future. Even though I cannot fathom his gracious intent, I will still go down the path and fulfill my words and His wishes. I don't doubt for a moment, there will be light and warmth in the end.
I'm leaving you now, and I said I would come back in a while. It will be short, but expect a different person by then. My life isn't going to be static, and I'll keep adding flavor to it until it becomes beautiful. Maybe my thought of you will fade away a little, but it's okay, because we're still His children and our prayers will reach each other through Him. And if He wills it, when the time comes, we can still pick it up from there.
There's less time to spend around now, and I have to make my pace even faster. They say after walking through the desert, you learn to appreciate water a lot more, and I believe in them. And in your absence, our memory will keep reminding me of always looking up towards the best. But I'll hide it away from everyone else for now, since it's a secret between only you and me.