I welcomed the New Year the way I love most—simple, warm, and full of meaning. As the night began, we grilled BBQ pork, the kind that fills the air with that familiar smoky smell that instantly feels like home. The table wasn’t fancy, but it was complete—simple yet yummy foods shared with people who mattered.
One of the best parts of the night was giving small presents to the kiddos. Seeing their smiles and excitement reminded me that joy doesn’t have to be expensive; it just has to be sincere.
As midnight drew closer, the karaoke got louder, laughter filled the room, and everyone sang like it was their own concert. When the clock finally struck 12, fireworks lit up the sky, and the sound of pabuto echoed everywhere—signaling fresh beginnings, loud hopes, and brighter days ahead.
It wasn’t extravagant, but it was real. A New Year welcomed with gratitude, togetherness, and happiness—and honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. ✨
