Eleven Years in the Making: Moving to Grenada, Medical School, and Trusting God’s Timing!
- Mikayla
- Jan 30
- 3 min read
Can you believe it... my dreams of becoming a doctor are finally coming true!
This journey began when I was seven years old.
At seven, I didn’t understand the complexity of medical school, exams, or timelines. I didn’t know what the MCAT was. I didn’t know what a gap year meant. I didn’t know how many times I would have to pivot, grieve, restart, or pray through disappointment. I just knew that I wanted to become a doctor.
What I didn’t know then was that it would take eleven years for that dream to materialize.
Eleven years of planning.
Eleven years of sowing.
Eleven years of hoping.
Eleven years of trusting God when nothing looked the way I imagined it would.
And yet… here I am!
There were seasons when I truly wondered if something was wrong with me—not because I lacked passion or discipline, but because the timeline just didn’t make sense.
I watched others move forward while I stayed in place. I supported friends through personal statements, interviews, graduations, and new beginnings—while quietly asking God when it would be my turn.
I became known as:
“The strong one.”
“The role model.”
“The one who always shows up.”
But what people didn’t see was how broken I felt inside.
There were nights I cried myself to sleep, asking God why the wait felt so long. Why I kept being placed in rooms to support others when I didn’t yet have the thing I was praying for myself. Why I felt embarrassed returning to the same conversations year after year, explaining another pivot, another plan, another adjustment.
I was hurting deeply while still being poured out.
And there were moments where I wondered what more was being asked of me, because I truly felt like I had already given everything I had.
In my mind, medical school was supposed to happen in the United States. The MCAT was supposed to go differently. The journey was supposed to be louder, clearer, and more celebrated.
Instead, it was quiet; more than anything, it was humbling.
At the time, the disappointment felt personal—like a reflection of my worth or effort. But looking back now, I can see what I couldn’t then: God was redirecting me, not rejecting me.
Even the things I labeled as failures were quietly working together for something greater.
What I didn’t realize was how much healing I needed, and how intentional God was about the environment he placed me in to receive it. When I received my interview invitation for medical school, I was grateful just to be considered.
What people don’t know is that I didn’t receive five interviews. I received two, and only one acceptance. I had imagined a different story — a bigger celebration, a louder testimony, something more “impressive” by the world’s standards.
But God didn’t need numbers to prove His faithfulness. That one acceptance was all it took to change my life.
When I got the phone call, joy rushed back into places that had been quiet for years. Gratitude filled me in a way that words can’t fully capture. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I couldn’t stop thanking God.
This had been a long time coming.
As my dad says in the video… it really had been.
If you are in your gap years… If you are holding onto a calling that feels delayed… If you feel like you’re walking through what seems like a humiliation ritual all by yourself…
Please know this:
God does not desire to humiliate you. He humbles to strengthen. He delays preparing. He withholds nothing that is truly meant for you.
You may have a plan, but His plans are far greater. Plans to prosper you, not to harm you. Plans that unfold in ways you could never orchestrate on your own.
Keep the faith. Keep walking. Keep trusting.
Your “yes” is coming, and when it does, it will make sense why you had to wait.
So here's to God saying yes in this season of my life, and moving to Grenada, West Indies, as future Dr. Williams.
With love,
Mikayla
The Holistic Hottiee 🤍
For those who feel led to send something along the journey! 🤍
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