The end

"Happy new year!"

On January 1st, my parents and my friends, Mariam and Emmanuel, heralded in the new year at Mariam's church.

For the first time in a long while, my parents decide to take me to a cross-over night service to maybe create an atmosphere of peace between them.

During the service, when the pastor asked us to thank God for the year that had passed and for all the lessons we learned, I broke down in tears.

It was rare for me to break down in a church service no matter how much I was moved.

As I knelt on the floor, crying my heart out because of all the ups and downs I had passed through for the whole year, Mariam and Emmanuel noticed and grasped my hands in theirs, offering their comfort.

I thanked God for bringing my friends into my life, for making me pass my exam, and for giving me the strength to endure some of the terrible hands I was given instead of wanting to end it

all.