It doesn't mean it's boring. Actually, I'm very grateful to stay in Jakarta on Christmas.
On Christmas Eve 24/12, me and boyfriend came to see our friends, a duo DJ, performed at the club last night. New thing for me. Considering the last 2 Christmases I spent it alone. This year, I spent it with my boyfriend and our friends outside the house.
We had a lot of fun last night. It doesn't mean I have my moment of silence to remember my late Grandma, from my father side of family. Oma Nel.
I don't have her new picture. Last time I met her like 20 years ago. Until her last day, I had no chance to meet her.
Every Christmas I always feel sentimental like this. I miss her so much. I miss her activities during Christmas preparation. We maybe not worship the same God, but she never failed to give us happiness in every occasion.
Every Christmas, where like everybody caught up in controversy whether Moslem can say Merry Christmas to our Christian friends, I chose no to do that. I choose remember special woman that always have special place in my heart forever...
My one and only Oma Nel...