Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Dear Ox,


A year ago, I sent you my hopes and wishes only to be slapped hard in the face on your summer. How cruel of you to drive me off the edge of my sanity. You have no idea how painful it was for me to find myself in the pits of misery and life loathing all over again. But you weren't so cold hearted after all. With this misfortune, you led me to take the biggest leap I ever made in the 2 decades of my entire existence. Truth be told of how scared and anxious I was initially. The first blows of failures both served as insults and begged me to reconsider the arrogance in me. I was ready to retreat and reassess my alternatives. But then again, you surprised me with an army of good souls.-unexpected but much appreciated.

So no matter how much I lack the enthusiasm over the Holidays, accept my gratitude for the 365 days that you laid down for me. And for the kind hearts that you shared and allowed me to keep over the years, no matter how undeserving I am.

Now, I bid you farewell with the assurance that your reign will be remembered.