Every day has its own story

Do you know how it feels when the winter seems would never end? When bitter-cold enters your bones, and the winter wind slap your face? Feels like dying ... This little town feels colder than Pittsburgh, although it is in fact the other way around.

If I often say "Let it be to me according to Your words" , I guess now is time when I should proof that I really mean it. That my part is to seek and to do my best, but it is His part to decide what is the best for me. It is indeed so hard. What I know so far is how to do my best according to my capacity. But I do not know how to let Him do his invisible part. I never understand the way it works. So I guess it is time to learn :)

I've been hurt but I am healed. I've been through the worst and I survived. So there is no regret for whatsoever, because I know it for sure.

Dear Mita and Wawan Gak trasa akhir tahun telah tiba. Banyak ya yg sudah terjadi di th yang lalu. Entah itu kesulitan atau justru berkat Tuhan telah kita alami bersama. Betapa banyak permohonan kita yang sudah dikabulkan oleh Tuhan. Jangan kita lupakan apa yang sudah terkabul. Dan itu tantangan ke depan yg harus kita laksanakan. Berkat yang Tuhan berikan kepada kita meminta kita yg melaksanakan dengan baik di bawah kontrol Dia tentunya. Jangan2 ntar gak dikasih lagi ama Tuhan klo kita gak lakukan dengan baik. Papa n mama makin "tua" tapi gak mau bersemangat tua. Banyak yg harus dilakukan ke depan. Refleksi juga perlu apa yg kurang pada diri kita masing-masing. Be your best my dears. Kamu berdua punya kesibukan yang masing-masing berbeda dalam hal jenis maupun kadarnya. Yang pasti kita harus bertanggung jawab atas pekerjaan dan kehidupan kita. Jangan menyerah akan hal-hal yang seharusnya masih bisa kita kerjakan. Love, Mama

It's Wednesday morning in the Burgh. The sun shines a little, yet it is quite cold outside. It was flurries for a while this morning, the temperature drops since two days ago, bitter cold. A typical January for Pittsburghers. I am moving out from this city soon. This place has become my shelter for the last two years, and now it is time to pack my bags. My next destination will be Royersford, a small town sub-urb of Philadelphia, still in the state of Pennsylvania. Excited? Well to be honest I am grateful for this job, but not 100% excited to move. Moving is always stressful. You have to pack your stuffs, find an apartment or a room, adjust to new people, environment, and new jobs. Not that I don't enjoy meeting new people and make new friends. It is indeed always exciting, but right now I am just as lazy as a cat to move from my comfortable couch :) Mainly because I plan this next stop is just for a while, to be exact just one year, then going home for good. So another year in...