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Last Day of 2022

31st December 2022: If I have to describe my year using a colour, it will be grey. More specifically, it is Pantone - Cool Grey 11 C. To make this colour, you need more black than white. It's like my year if I examine it carefully.

I was remarking to my helper yesterday how it has been a not so good year for me, and if God had not impressed upon me along the way, I might've been reproachful. Over my adult years, I have chosen to look pass negative events and focus mostly on positive ones. However, I have learnt that in order to grow, I need to be more attuned to my emotions.

Throughout the year, I have been sick multiple times. I had the Covid and then long Covid, several bouts of flu and episodes of food poisoning. There were many occasions that I had to postpone/cancel plans.

My dad became seriously ill and died. It was a good death nevertheless and I am thankful for his life and where he went.

There were some opportunities lost and it made me rethink about how I should spend my time.

I could identify many parts of me that needed growth. The part of me that someone called it "stoic" and another had described it as "steeling". The part where I found my ability to forgive and the part where I considered and grieved my loss.

I have intentionally chosen photos without me except the last two. They all tell a story, and the bottom line is God is still good, through it all.

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