The year is almost coming to an end.
I have a bag of medals that I have earned. Whether it is running, cycling or some other activities.
I have a stash of money that I have somehow did not spend. Though my salary is not much, I am glad that I did not spend much either and have some left.
I have thousands of photos that I had snapped along the way, daily to remind me that I have a privileged life. It may not be luxurious or very special but I have fun living daily. Not a day passed by when I felt too sad or too depressed to take a picture.
Life has been good to me. Nothing to worry health wise. Never went a day short of money.
Minor worries and lousy stuffs did happen but nothing that affected me.
Travel wise, been to Hanoi, up the hills in Sapa and Hokkaido. So again, I am blessed to be able to travel with my family and my adult sons.
My BFF said I narcisstic and never keep any frens for long. I reminded him I had frended him like 6 years, so shut up. But yeah, some ladies are very hard to keep as friends. Women tend to think too much, puak puak (or tribal) too much. So fren-wise, didn’t make much difference to me if I have a host of friends or not. Still, I got two who stand my nonsense, emo and perangai. So yeah, thankful for that too.
Church wise, I didn’t ponteng church too much. I still have the vigour to serve, doing little things. Never like to do big things because I believe Christ is also laidback, cincai and low profile.
Work wise, I am blessed too. Had been given tough situation but I handled them well. I think the hardest task this year was when I was left behind in Komtar while the MACC took away my Chief Minister. I was like What now? What do I say? And glad I have the foresight to find the right words to update for him. It was See you tomorrow or something like that. I knew the whole world is looking at his update so it was very very tough.
And my scariest moment was when I was shoved into the room where there was a closed door meeting. That moment when it really dawned on me that the MACC is serious in taking him away. No time to feel fearful nor tearful but my hands did shake a lot.
So, I can stand tall, look back at 2016 and said it has been good to me. Oh except one silly episode when I went to a park and cried and cried over a decision I made. But that has been solved when someone said sorry.
Oh another episode of cried and cried because partly due to fatigue, partly due to unwinding of scary shits that I did not have time to digest.
So yeah, bye bye 2016. Thank you for being good to me.
And welcome 2017, I am ready to fight come what may. Elections? Court case? Fats? Wateva, I will fight it all. And I will live life to the fullest.
I almost achieved all my 2016 resolution. Except for travelling solo.