New Years' Eve

It's been a different Christmas season this year. Christmas has been quiet all my life. In Oman it's just the 4 of us, we aren't the type to have grand celebrations, and Christmas in Oman is (at least it used to be when we were growing up - things are getting more commercialized in Oman too) a private affair. It's not even a public holiday.

But this year Christmas day was even more silent. Just my sister and me in our big flat (the rest of the housemates had gone home). But it was good. My project for the last few days before Christmas - the nativity scene - really helped me on Christmas day and since to remember the Baby Jesus, to talk with him, to love him.

And now it's the last day of 2011. And I'm down with a pretty bad toothache. Thankfully the pain is easing now, but it was quite bad last night.

The last week flew past. Just like the year itself. And it's been an odd year. Not sure what 2012 holds. New experiences, new things to deal with and to learn, of that I'm certain.

I'm determined to keep a diary to organize my days and maybe even to note down some thoughts. I've even been uncharacteristically good (or at least better than usual) at examine myself a bit, trying to figure out where I need to improve. So here's to the new year, to the resolutions, to the work and the friends. I shall trust in God - he has been immensely patient with me over the last year, and I could see his saving help many times - when I didn't deserve it.

Goodbye 2011!