Moving on.

Its really a pletora of mixed emotions - happy, relieved, tired, peaceful, nonchalant, shattered, numb, disappointed, thankful.. All lumped into one. And it has taken a toll on me emotionally.

At the end, we didn't work out and parted ways. The world didn't crashed on me - I've given up long before that fateful "official" day. I just wanted it to "get it done and over with once and for all", and really, just move on.

I pondered for a long time, almost 6 months I think, and came to the conclusion that I'm a million times happier off alone than attached. So, I told my parents that I've no intention of getting married, and mom says "ok lor..." while dad gave me all sorts of theories about being lonely during the golden years and what nots.. I've Jesus, what else do I need?

At the very end, it really boils down to my relationship with the Lord. Everything else really doesn't matter - career, family, friends, studies, play... they all take a back seat in the light of Jesus. And He satisfies every single need and want that I can ever ask for.. And I begin to understand what Job understood about expecting good from the Lord. Always expecting good things from the Lord...

I left Manulife, I do not need the potential to earn a huge paycheck and do not see the need in the future either. I joined a new company whom the Lord has chosen and has placed me in a department made up of strong believers in Christ. This is my new family, this is where I want to grow and invest my time and talents in. To be a blessing, salt and light to the company, and may the Lord prosper everything I do. Amen.