Thursday, January 2

A rundown of my gorgeous 2013

Year 2013 has been good, and somehow bad to me. My roller coaster ride came from super high, to super low. It's twists and turns were to its extremes. Its ups and downs were really something one could never have imagined.

2013 has been really rough and very tough for me. It gave me the privilege to learn more about motherhood. The year made me love being a mom more. I enjoyed its essence, its greatness and the happiness it brings a woman. I realized that to be a mother requires one tough lady.

I've known that crying is not a sign of weakness but a release of fear..it frees your corrupted mind thus making you stronger, better and fuller. It's a mere representation of strength, strength which tells you you can surpass anything, and I mean ANYTHING.

In the past, I have never been afraid of anything and anyone else but God..yet this year taught me how to be scared..scared of losing those you value the most. But, I learned there is too much to be thankful for than being scared. I know my fears are nothing with prayers.

The year that passed showed me the greatness of family, how much its importance is, and how it would lift me from my sinking hole. My loving hubby and my sweet daughter kept my sanity intact whenever I feel like giving up and breaking down. They showered me with happiness, love and understanding. They taught me that being a mother and a wife is a special gift a woman can ever receive.

Friends multiplied and forgiveness reigned. Forgetting, I realized was not possible and forgiveness requires a strong person. Asking for forgiveness, I realized, frees your mind from agony and even makes your heart happy.

I continued my passion for writing this year, only, I write less. I didn't have the privilege to travel this year but I don't really feel sorry for it. Madge is my one priority and she's the only thing important. Travels can wait anyway.

Every yearend I learn.. I realize.. and I understand. I grow up, I get matured yet I keep everything else at its pace thus remaining to be the same old me...only, every year I get tougher, stronger and happy.