It’s been almost six months since I moved here to Orlando to continue my graduate studies. It’s crazy how time flies. One day, you're at home with your family after a long day at college, sitting around the dinner table with your siblings, and then your dad walks in, and everyone rushes to greet him with a kiss. Yeah, I still do that, no matter how old I get. And then, suddenly, you wake up in a different country—6,575 miles away from the love of your life and your family. Life feels quiet most days.
I often ask myself questions to remind myself why I’m here. To give back. To work hard. To do research on a topic I’m passionate about. To be in a place that millions of people pray every day to come to. To make a difference—not just for myself, but for others. Maybe even to open a path for them to follow one day. But it’s not easy. Most days, I wish I could just sit with my family, and watch TV after a long, tiring day. The time difference makes it even harder—I can’t even call them after my long day. I miss them so much.
And him... Being away from him is the hardest part of all of this. No matter how well we're doing, most days feel the same... like time is just passing, but not really moving. Some days, I wish I could just step outside, see him waiting there, get in his car, and spend the night with him, even if just for a little while. All I want... truly, all I need, is to be with him. To wake up and know that every second of my life is spent beside him. He makes me feel safe, loved, and deeply valued in a way that nothing else ever has. But in all of this, we’re learning. Learning patience, as he always says. Learning to trust in the waiting, in the work we’re putting in, in the love that holds us together across the distance. And so, we keep going, holding on, knowing that one day, this waiting will end, and we’ll finally have what we’ve been longing for.
Today, I found myself wishing for many things, yet in the same breath, I was overwhelmed with gratitude. I have the most incredible partner and a loving family. We are safe, we are healthy, and that alone is a privilege beyond measure. I am deeply aware of how blessed I am—perhaps more than I deserve. God’s love surrounds me, even on the days I fail to acknowledge just how fortunate I am. I don’t take any of it for granted. My life is full, my heart is full, and for that, I am endlessly thankful.
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