And then a few days later, an answer.
So there you go. My future in London is definite for another three years and I get to go on my holiday in December. Stress relieved.
I guess there are a few lessons in all this, other than better anticipation of things to come when you can’t rely on your government for quick results (okay, let’s not get too political about this). One is that the Power of Prayer is amazing.
We all worry a bit too much when adversity strikes and whilst it’s easy to vent and rant and swear at our misfortunes, we forget that it’s actually easier to pray. In all honesty, I’ve never appreciated Luke 11:9-13 until this month. Literally, I’ve asked for an answers and I’ve received them; I’ve seeked for a bit of sanity and He was there; I’ve knocked on the UKBA doors and once again I’ve been given the opportunity to stay here longer.
All that said, I’ve realised in this process as well that you can never be too sure of anything. I’ve thought about the possibilities of leaving the country if my visa wasn’t approved, and though the idea of leaving my home for the past six+ years and being unsettled again is a scary thing, I’ve actually prepared myself for it (just in case). As clichéd as it is, we really may not get what we want all the time, but we will always be given what we need. We just have to be ready for it. Acceptance can sometimes be a hard thing, but it can make things a thousand times easier.
Lastly, taking inspiration from Mr A-Z and Mr Marley, I’ve realised how blessed and lucky I am. Looking back, this visa situation is nothing compared to what others are going through. There’s a burning heap of gratefulness in me – for my support group, for my family, for every person and everything that’s been given to help me survive. Life’s too short to worry it all away so we should always be appreciative and never forget to give thanks. End of the day, whatever The Man Up There has got planned for the future (and wherever life takes you) He’s got your back. Always.