Battered and bruised, I made it through 2012.

Hello 2013!

It's supposed to be winter right now in Manchester but instead of getting a white Christmas, the rainy season doesnt look like its gonna stop anytime soon. Lucky for me, I love writing on rainy days, where thoughts trickle as easily as the rain streaming down my windows.

Looking back on the year 2012, I cant help but feel that it went by so fast. Maybe just a little too fast. But one thing I know for sure was that it was a year of significant change for me. Too many things happened in that year that really tested me and the people surrounding me. Some have stayed, some walked out. Its the year that I felt the most pressure so far to the point that sometimes I gave up so many times and I'm still learning how to get back up. It was a year that I regretted so many things, too many things. So, it was also the year that I tried hardest to be better, to make up for the screw ups and mistakes. But the past just wont go away. No, dont feel sorry for me, because just being able to say that I tried, I really really tried, feels like an achievement, somehow. All the struggles and personal issues aside though, I am grateful that I got to share all of them with my family (plus one newest addition - the brother in law) so that's more than I could have asked for!

So thank you for all the lessons learnt 2012! bitter as they may be, lets hope 2013 has mercy on me. InsyaAllah.

To 365 days of betterment, 
Peja xx

And at the end of it, it was the year I looked back on all the lifetime memories, in which I find myself missing the people in them.