I grew up in a place with stars all year long and looking at them every night has been one of my passed times. Every night these stars sympathized with my grief at a day’s event. They know my sentiments and my dreams, my secrets and misfortune. Somehow being able to tell it to them lessen my burden and disappointment in life, but in some twist of faith my life change. I don’t know for better or worst, but being in a place without my anchor of strength make it more difficult to continue. What is interesting in this whole situation, in the time of despair you will realize that truly God is wise because in a place that He knows that I’d go there is no stars and with that He already prepared everything so that I’ll survive. He gave me something that has been missing in my life. He gave me an angel, an angel that will keep me going in a place where there’s no life beyond working.