When the clock striked 12 and we’re on the other side of 2016, the first crucial thing my family did was to kneel down and pray. Well, not until after a few minutes of watching the fireworks explode. We all thanked God for the past...
It’s December 31st. You’re alive. You’ve survived 2016, and not everyone got to do that. And here you are, counting down the final moments of the year before you step into the other side — 2017, that glorious year where everyone anticipate better mornings and...
- December 31, 2016
That’s right. 31. The last numbers on a calendar. If you were in the same predicament as me, people would be pushing you to 1.) find a guy 2.) get married and 3.) have kids, because your body is a ticking time bomb and your...
- December 25, 2016
Christmas on a Sunday is rare. As rare as the nice feeling of freedom as you drop your deadbeat body onto bed to catch up on sleep, since you hit the sack so late last night because 1.) it’s Christmas Eve, 2.) you drank wine...
- December 24, 2016
I woke up this morning realizing it’s the 24th of December. The 24th. Tomorrow’s Christmas. How many tough days have I passed through to get here? I could only try and count the number of my daily anxieties, difficult people, mountains of impossibles and God’s...