I was drafting a post about how ridiculous my year 2011 went, but it's like taking me forever to find the right words to support such claim. For whatever it's worth, it was really a bad year for me. I'm just so glad that another year has come to bury the foregoing year and only take with me the scar that will remind me lessons of my fallibility. With that, I am more ready to face 2012 and start anew.
I can still remember how I welcomed the year 2012. I spent the first few minutes of the year in one corner praying and having to say only my words of gratitude for Him and nothing else. Probably, the year 2011 wasn't really that harsh on me. I realized I can be one lucky guy for having been able to experience being in the lowest point of my life. It gave me the oomph to stand up and to never fall down again.
I may not be the 2011 that I once hoped for, but it was worth every shit. Today, as I begin to write the new 365 pages of my year 2012, I will make sure that the each and every page will be far better than compared to last year. I hope 2012 will be a better year for me. But alongside hoping are striving, forgiving, loving and living.
Welcome year 2012! Please be nice to me.
I'm sensitive.
