Goodbye 2016 - Not Without Some Appreciation

Dear 2016,

Wow, it’s just a few hours before we bid you goodbye and as a tradition I have to appreciate you.

Let’s just say you have been really fair. I really don’t want to complain too much about you. You took a good friend in the beginning of the year. However. In you I got some of the best memories to keep for a life time! From the many coffee dates with loved ones, to Mt. Kenya challenge to the MM walk…to grandma’s Birthday, to awesome road trips with friends…! Above all I am glad I touched a few lives, traveled, loved, laughed, made new friends, lost, experienced Gods faithfulness and above all got lots of good memories which are more than the bad one.

I would indeed be a liar if I said you didn’t slap me on my face with a few surprises. Manze especially the last quarter of the year. Let’s say I was not ready to spoil my year. So yes I paved way for myself in the midst of the many arrows and here we are. I am sure you too underestimated me too. We both can laugh about it now coz yes I made it and thus far it’s God.

Cheerio 2016.

Kind Regards

Wa Muthuka

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