Life is a bitch sometime, but it's still good.
Some might wonder how could I survive alone all by myself in a foreign country. I'm no super woman, just like you, sometime I am dependent on something or someone.
What mom does not know as well is that I have a little family here with me. A little family that I could hold on to (most of the time).
Family of couple of people
People whom I share joy and tears with
People whom fill in my glass with warm and care
People whom I enjoy spending time with
People whom I share the same plate with
People whom believe in me
Every bit of moment, I am blessed and I believe in.
Every bit of moment, I am blessed and I believe in.
That's my little family.
what more could I ask for Christmas?
what more could I ask for Christmas?
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