Coming to the big city to study was supposed to be a dream come true for a small town girl.
Never could I have imagined, however, that the reality would involve an endless numbing ache of homesickness and countless nights crying myself to sleep.
Having to study in English was difficult, to say the least. It wasn’t just the physical distance from home that made it hard. It was also the emotional detachment I felt from everything.
It felt like I had left my heart and soul in Triang, where I came from, and there was just an empty husk of a human being named Semmy walking around, going to classes, and sitting for exams.
I dragged myself through the classes. Stuttered on my presentations. Barely passed my papers. To be so far from the things I loved and was familiar with took its toll. If I could simply press a button and be transported back home without disappointing anybody, I would.
But then God, in His wisdom and divine timing, brought Garry and Ryan into my life. With them came the friends I met in carecell and church.
We went to classes together. Had meals together. Laughed together. Stressed out about our finals together. Having them around, surrounded by the warmth of their friendship and unconditional love, I could begin to believe that everything was going to be right and well in the world.
They accepted me for everything I was, but never stopped wanting and helping me to become better.
With their help, my English skills improved. I found my voice and began to take initiative. I started to make eye contact with my audience while doing presentations.
More than friends, these people became my family. They accepted me for everything I was, but never stopped wanting and helping me to become better. They gave me a home away from home.
If angels dragged you to watch scary movies with them or told loud, inappropriate jokes in public, I think they could be just that—God’s angels sent to help me find my way, to make the long journey not only bearable, but even enjoyable. And thanks to them, the days ahead now seem so much brighter.
God’s angels were sent to help me find my way, to make the long journey not only bearable, but even enjoyable.
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