December 16 was my birthday. I was at UCLA hospital, ICU unit to see my dearly loved uncle. I lost one of my closest family member 2 days after. I still can't believe I had his funeral 3 days ago, but here I am still living and dreaming, refining, conceptualizing my solo show, hoping that to happen soon.
Life goes on. I terribly miss my uncle, but every moment I feel stronger than ever. I learned so many things this year. My uncle once told me that nothing is worth to stress over, let things go if that hurt. I'll stay healthy, I'll love everyone, I'll treasure loyal friendship more than anything. That's what I should do. Today is Christmas eve. 🎄