Happy New Year, anak-anak papa 🤍✨
Duh makasih banget masih inget papa, padahal papa jarang aktif dan sering muncul ilang kayak hantu (baik) 😭
Tapi serius, kalian tuh special person in my life, beneran.

Makasih ya masih mau nyapa, nanyain kabar, ngajak ngobrol walau kadang papa slow respon.
Keberadaan kalian tuh sederhana tapi hangat, bikin papa ngerasa masih punya tempat, masih dianggap.

Semoga di tahun baru ini kalian selalu sehat, bahagia, dan hatinya nggak capek capek amat. dan apapun yang kalian hadapi, semoga selalu dikuatin.
Papa mungkin nggak selalu ada, tapi rasa sayang selalu ikut kalian 🤍✨

Adek Archer,
mau kamu rame, mau kamu diem, mau kamu ngeselin dikit (atau banyak 😌), kamu tetap anak papa.
Papa mungkin nggak selalu ada tiap waktu, kadang jarang aktif, kadang cuma bisa nyapa sebentar, tapi rasa sayang papa ke kamu nggak pernah berkurang.

Makasih ya masih inget papa, masih mau ada, masih nganggep papa bagian dari hidup kamu. Hal-hal kecil kayak gitu tuh berarti banget buat papa.
Semoga di tahun ini kamu makin bahagia, makin kuat ngejalanin hari hari kamu, dan selalu ketemu hal hal baik, sekecil apa pun itu.

Jangan lupa, sejauh apa pun kamu pergi, papa tetap di sini.
Nggak ribut, nggak maksa tapi selalu ada.

- papa kill

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Revolve the roundtable, seize your blessings, cease your worries as it’s the perfect time to celebrate the whiz. The year comes to an end, but not the euphoria that drifts away with the tick of the time. Hereby, I wish you a very joyous new year like no other! May every blessings that you will count in the newly days will exceed the disputes and dilemmas. May love also found its way around you, wrapped you tight around its bearings in any way you wished it for. This written letter of mine was merely an allegory, a gratitude if you will, of the times that we have spent together over the course of the year. Happy new year!
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Hello, moots

As the final hours of the year pass softly, these words are set down in quiet reflection. The months behind us have been marked by trials and tenderness alike, each leaving its trace upon the heart. From loss came understanding, and from small joys came strength enough to endure.

Now the threshold of a new year stands before us, not as a demand, but as an invitation. We move forward bearing what has shaped us, and releasing what has grown too heavy to keep. May the days ahead arrive with gentle purpose, granting calm where there was unrest and light where there was uncertainty.

So the year is welcomed in stillness rather than haste. May it be lived with patience, with sincerity, and with a hope that endures quietly, growing stronger as time unfolds.

Best Wishes,
Havreith