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In life, there are so many reasons of moving on.
Sometimes, we move on after we fall. Or sometimes, if we feel like we have
already fulfilled a certain goal in our life, we to move on and start a new one.
But whatever our reason for moving on is, it should serve a purpose.
Moving on
after a fall. A month ago, I had one of my biggest falls in life.
I was dumped by my "girlfriend" for four months after she chose to be with the
man that her family has planned for her to marry. At first, I kept on
denying the fact that I will be left alone "again". I kept on believing
that she still loves me, but then, she couldn't do anything for our
relationship.
Well, I guess,
I have already done my part to save our relationship. I was just thinking,
maybe that "guy" that she chose to be with has promised her a better future
abroad in an instant, I don't know. But the bottom of the story is, maybe,
she wasn't really meant for me and that, I deserve somebody else better than her. And
even if the feeling is still there, I think, everything has its purpose. So I
must move on.
Moving on
after the internship. More than a week ago, I graduated my post
graduate internship at BOLMSH. During the graduation, my friend played a
music video that I made a couple of months before the graduation. In the
video (see below), I compiled all the video clips that I took featuring my co-PGI's
at the four corners of the hospital - from the E.R., where we usually do all of
the clinical stuff, to the On-Call room (popularly known as room 208) where we
usually share thoughts, laugh and even cry.
For sure, my
one year of internship training at BOLMSH will always be memorable. I will
never forget the adrenaline rush at the E.R., the nerve-breaking revalidas with
our consultants inside the O.R. and during our morning rounds with the patients
at the ward, and the heart-pumping weekly conferences with our senior
consultants. But I guess, I couldn't get through all of these if not
because of those people who has now became a part of my medical life - the
patients at the wards who unknowinlgy taught me a lot of things that will help
me in my practice later on, the junior and senior consultants who has selflessly
shared their first-hand knowledge that I may use later on, and my fellow interns
who supported me in their own way, through thick and thin (especially to Mark
Agana for helping me lose 14 lbs in almost three months of cardiovascular
workout).
Another
episode of my medical is done. More are still to come, including the
August board exams. . . and so I must move on.
Moving to a
new home. On the day after our graduation, I, together with my younger
brother, packed our things up and moved on to our new apartment. This
time, our new apartment is twice the size of our old one. Well, my parents
had a lot of reasons why they advised us to transfer to a new apartment as far
as convenience is concerned. But again, whatever the reason is, I think it
has a purpose that I still have to find out. Maybe, it's time for me to
grow up in a new environment. It's time for me to leave whatever it is
that holds me back and tries to restrict me from moving on.
Well, after
all the failures and success, it is indeed the best time for me to move on to a
new life with a purpose that is still about to be revealed.
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