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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

I have my Christmas fully blessed. Going to church with my friends, my second family here in the Burgh. Talking to my mom, dad, and my dear brother on the phone, being grateful that everyone is healthy and safe. I should not forget to say my prayer to thank Him for my graduation, and don't forget to mention the job that I just got (although not in Jakarta :). I can't complain You no more, too many blessed for me along this year.

So hopefully I can do better next year, not just for myself but hopefully for others. There are some hope that I silently whisper in my pray, but no matter how everything will turn out, I will try to believe You more. I know it's going to be hard, but a long journey should be started with one single step.

How about you guys? Hope that you have the merriest Christmas as I have. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 08!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hi Mit.. Merry Christmas n Happy New Year too.. May your days n your new job be blessed in the years to come.. :)
6:48 PM
Anonymous said…
Merry Christmas sis! Glad that it was indeed a blessed day for you. Let's have that we both can keep the spirit all year long :)
2:39 AM
Anonymous said…
Meery Christmas n Happy New Year.
Hope God Always Blesse You in the coming years.
11:16 AM
L. Pralangga said…
I am sure that the celebrations of the holiday season must have been festive. :-) may 2008 becomes the year of positive improvements in our lives.
7:54 PM
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