It's been a hell of a few months. I don't even know how many times we've gone out this year and I definitely don't know how many times we've been drunk. The plan was to move to London together. We'd been dreaming of this for 4 years. But shit happens. I still don't have my visa and Lien does. And I'm alright with that. I know I'll get there eventually. But for now, Lien is on her own, starting her own journey to London. I know she needs to do this by herself and I'm happy she gets to experience what it's like to be alone, away from family, in a new country.
This whole experience has taught me to really let go of my expectations and attachments. It's taught me to be more patient, more than I ever have before. So, for that, I'm grateful for all the struggles I've gone through.
I'll see you over there soon, Lien.