Once again I stand at the crossroads, torn between decisions. I am to choose one road, one path. One choice against the other.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I am nearing the end of the beginning, and it is time for a new start as a Medical Officer.
Where do I choose to continue my journey as a Doctor?
I find it hard to make a decision, simply because this is a time which may bring forth great change in my life. Either choice has its own set of pros and cons, and I keep mulling about them over and over, wondering which options resonates with me more.
If I am to choose to go back to my hometown, I will be able to spend more time with family. I will be able to see them more often, to drive down the highway and spend the weekend with them.
If I am to choose to stay, I will be amongst wonderful people, in a place of familiarity and comfort. I may also be able to study for MRCP/MRCPCH and perhaps, then opt to go back and get the department that I want.
There are uncertainties with either choice. There may be many twists and turns to either decision. And I can only wonder — will regret chase my every step? Will failure haunt me? Will I dread waking up every morning, will my nights be filled with sorrow?
The decision is made harder by the fact that Sarvin has to make a choice as well. There is no certainty that we will even get the same place, no guarantee that we will end up together.
The future lies ahead, in a grey gloom of unpredictability.
I stand at the crossroads; afraid, uncertain, and in doubt. Which path do I take? Which road do I tread?
I can only pray right now, and pray that He will guide me to the right place.
He has a plan for me, and I will trust in Him.
Please guide me under Your unfaltering hand.
Thank you for reading,