It’s been a wonderful Christmas this year. As the year comes to an end, as the holiday spirit flooded the mood of the people all around, I reflected back at the events of this year and I can only be thankful that my life has been more colorful than half the world’s population who are leading less than satisfactory lives.
I felt a sense of joy, somewhat like a sensation of relief as I gave the only Christmas gift away this year, of course, aside from the customary gift exchanges. It already felt like a start of the new year though it’s still a week away. For some reason or other, I feel blessed for being who I am, for sticking to being who I am and for believing in myself and pushing through the worst. And I feel blessed too, for I have friends who stuck with me through the trenches I had to crawl, even though no one could give me a hand, they were all there to cheer me on every inch I took. I’m blessed I have an awesome family and relatives, who I could confide in, who would listen to me and understand everything I did without doubt nor question.
And this Christmas, has been the most unique, the most interesting and the most hilarious one. To Santa, as much as I realise fairy tales have no place in this time and age but yet I strive to live in one, I don’t wish for anything. I don’t ask for more than what I already have. If there’s one wish I would make, then, I wish, don’t take anything away from me.
To everyone; friends, brothers and family, I love each and everyone of you and you have the best of me. Merry Christmas.
