“Even the darkest night will end, and the sun will rise.”
Wise words once spoken by the one and only Victor Hugo. Every time I look at my arm to see those engraved words, I inevitably smile.
It has been a month and a half since I have moved to Ottawa to pursue my studies. And despite my dreams slowly becoming more real each day, I can not help but wonder about things in my life that seem to be inevitable. The things, or should I say- the people I have lost coming here. However, if there is one thing I have learned from past experiences, or something that I should take note of (like write it on a post-it and stamp it onto my mirror) is that no matter what happens, I must do what is right for me. Moving was the right thing for me. If I lose people because of this simple, non life ending circumstance, well then, I should say: Goodbye.
Que sera, sera.
