I went to Sunday mass in an internal chapel in the Italian Embassy here today. I thanked God for all the good things that came my way, and asked Him to continue his blessings to keep my parents, siblings, grandmother and all my beloved friends healthy and safe.
On my way back from mass, I told PJ that I've had a good 2006. I did. No bad news. None. How do you maintain that for 12 months straight?! "I've had a well-spent year, PJ..." I said as I looked away into the wintery Kabul where I have made my base for the past 8 months.
