








December 25th. Red and Green. Beautiful lights. That day smell like heaven full of joy. I felt it. Christmas always makes my -long-distance-family complete. One moment. One place. I always spend my Christmas Eve with my beloved family. Hometown is the perfect place for me. I know I can't thank you enough to you, God. Sometimes, I make you disappointed, but you still love give me the best one. I know that's so pathetic.
Once, friend asked me:
"Do you always tell your stories to God with so-many-details?"
"Not really. He know everything even I dont tell him, right? Anyway, He made my stories happened"
"Well, how can you do that? Why do you discriminate Him among your best friends?"
"...."
God wanna listen my stories whereas I forced Him to just give me the solution.
Pathetic part II.
We're both just people who worry about the breaths we take, not how we breathe.
My head is too messed up to think up of a methapor to forecast what will happen next. Now I have the-everything-is-fine-smile. I never regret everything happened in my life. I let the coffee answer...
THANKS GOD! I had an extraordinary Christmas.Faith makes all things possible. Hope makes all things work.
May all of you have both of them for this Christmas. Sooo, once again, HAPPY CHRISTMAS readers!
xoxo,
@marcellacarolin




















