Dear 2014; I am So Grateful !

Dear 2014,

Let me start by saying it is not easy writing this letter to you. Goodbyes have never been easy at any point. It has been 365 days and each day had its own interesting script. However, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may impress your eyes before you leave. It is a mixed feeling to just know that I will not see you again. I know you have attended a few funerals … and yes the feeling is the same. The difference is only that I know you are not dead. My biggest concern right now is that I actually have no idea where you are going too. But anyway that’s what, 2013, 2012, 2011… and all the others did. So may be …just may be this is one mystery I will have to live with. Now wherever you go please take my greeting with you.

Let me be a little bit honest, the memories of the blissful moments I have enjoyed with you are overwhelming. I am grateful to God and you that I truly enjoyed them. There are a few times I thought you had overstayed but just like all other friends, at times you were really awesome. The pleasure is all mine for having known you.

If again you never return just like you predecessors, please never forget I was truly grateful. You were so considerate even when I was not. Forgive my many faults and the pain I might have caused you; forgive me for being thoughtless and selfish too. It was a whole 365 days and a lot could have happened so I repent of both the known and the unknown. I have learned a lot from you though. I have learned that life can be hard, that it does not pamper anybody; despite that, you also taught me to fight and never let is defeat me. I have learned that everybody wants to live on the top hill and many miss the happiness that is obtained along the journey to the top of the hill. I have learned to keep my loved ones close, to listen to them, to love them and treat them well, to say ‘sorry’ and ‘forgive me’ to say thank you , to think about others , to give and not expect. You have been really been awesome and I am forever grateful. I could write a longer letter but I also understand you have very little time left!

Wherever you go 2014, again I wish you all the happiness and much love. May they receive you with joy and happiness as we did when you arrived here. I am not sure of the exact feelings once you are gone. So I will just wait and see or rather feel. Please Say hey to 2012, let them know that I still smile anytime I remember them....

Yours Sincerely

Wa Muthuka

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