So perhaps I woke up today thinking that it was a dream. But no, it wasn't. The fact that it came not so much as a shock ( I expected it) or as a happy fantasy-come-to-life kind of event, as it was just the beginning of a path walked so often by everyone else, but to each, a different experience; rocky, bumpy, some even giving up entirely and leaving the tracks- a path that has yet to begin.  And the thing I'm most happy about it that I managed to keep my promise. To live by the words I've uttered for so long.

As for the future, whatever it may be, I pray that God will help me make the right decisions. To do the right thing. To learn from the mistakes I made in the past so that I won't repeat them again.