A year ago, I dreamt of changing the world. Fresh from becoming a licensed doctor, I was on a crossroad, deciding whether to stay in the city or become a doctor in a far-flung area in the Philippines. I was a city boy who enjoyed city comforts with friends and family, but I felt that it was about time that I had to experience a new world. And so I found myself riding a pump boat on the way to a remote island somewhere in the Pacific with just a stethoscope, a few clothes, and so much idealism in my pocket. I was greeted by a team of health workers in the island who have been waiting for a doctor to come for quite some time. I found myself in a totally new world: new culture, new language, and a different pace. I was overwhelmed with both excitement and fear, and all I did was to embrace the feeling of being uncomfortable. I saw myself working with a team who were much older and wiser than I am. Integrating myself in the community seemed easy at the beginning because they saw me as a relevant part of their reality even though I was an outsider. Creating and implementing changes in the island health system, however, was the difficult part. Being tired and frustrated is normal with work that I do; but so is getting back up, innovating, and making new strategies to solve our health problems. And so, a year after, I found out that changing the world was not easy for it requires patience, perseverance, and collaboration with all other sectors. But perhaps the most important part is how my perspective of the world has changed; and it was because I found comfort in the uncomfortable and trusted the journey with so much idealism, hope, and love.