Dear Mr. Know It All,

It has been a pleasure knowing you for these many years. You have been my one companion, helping me understand the issues of life. I really do appreciate all the counsel and advise you gave me based on the choices I made. You reminded me so many times of the sufferings of my people back home, the need for me to stay away from home and to make a better life for myself. Hearing from you daily pushed me to work hard so that I could make a difference in the lives of many back home. I was a little girl growing up, not knowing what counsel was right or wrong. I got tossed around by people who had great experiences to offer. Their experiences became my prison as I feared venturing out into the real world and becoming a nobody and joining the crowd of hopeless faces. The fear of not getting a job after my studies grew in me steadily, as a shadow of gloom covered the bright sun rays. Failure knocked at my door as i resisted allowing it to torment my poor weakened mind.

I write to you this letter not to commend you on the works you did for me. In my fear of venturing out on my own, I acquired knowledge and understanding of what my purpose might be. As I was pushed to stay away from my Home Country due to its many problems, my desire to return to it increased. If I stay away, who then shall change it? If everyone stayed away, who would rescue it?

Up till about a two weeks ago, I was still imprisoned by the fear of returning to nothing back home. I desperately searched for jobs in hopes that one might agree to extend my stay here. On realizing that I was fighting a losing battle, I began to drain out all voices inside my head asking me to stay away from home. I told them that I was no longer going to fight their battles to make their wishes come true. I accepted the inevitable truth that I was going back home. When I made that declaration, the Sun rays burst out and the joy in my heart returned. What if there’s a good reason for me to return home? If my Father who has always watched over me is calling me to head home, then I shall do as he wishes.

I love home with all its messes and bruises it has left on my heart. Why should I leave the very place where I found my strength to move forward? My experiences of home have shaped the woman that I am today, and I shall happily go back to it. It has been a long five years, and I am curious as to how things are at home. I want to cry with everyone, smile with everyone, dance in the rain, play football, eat and share every moment with everyone. I have learned how to write, tell stories, build and strengthen people. What better place can I implement this knowledge than home?

Please do no try to stop me, because this here is my last letter to you. I am going home where my heart has always been. There’s so much to do, plan and organize. I am positive and thrilled by the fact that a new adventure awaits me at home. In the past few years, I have gained much strength from my father who rescued me a few years earlier before I left home. He has stood by my side, picking me up when I fall, wiping my tears when the pain becomes too much and making me laugh even when I don’t feel like it. He kept the sun rays barely covered, so that I could always see his smiling face. I want to continue seeing the sun rays smiling down at me happily. Therefore, I shall heed his voice and head home, where I know he will be waiting for me.

Don’t worry about me. I am in better hands already.

Goodbye

G.