Do you remember the good days when we send Christmas cards to each other? I kind of miss those days. I received 2 cards which I thought was quite great because I wasn't expecting to.

But I received tonnes of smses, bearing good wishes for Christmas and the New Year. Seriously I thought nothing of them because I always felt that I am just someone on someone else's address book. The message was not meant for me and only me. How egocentric can I get?

Until someone told me, "At least you get remembered...". Hmmmm...that's true, at least someone remembered me on a special day like this. How many times do we appreciate the fact that someone does remember us? How many times do we remember our friends? It's like we live such blessed lives that a small thing like this can't touch us any longer. "Count your blessings" was the thought that came right through me, like someone greater than me was reprimanding me in my head. I have taken things for granted, far too much. And, I don't remember myself sending out a greeting out of my own intiative, it was always in reply to someone's greeting. I squirm, in guilt and shame.

How fortunate of me to be remembered by so many people. And some of these messages came from people whom I have worked with and people who I've never really felt close to. But why do they remember me? I don't really don't know.

I feel a sense of affirmation, all given by them. They are affirming me as a person, in some of the ways they remember me for. They are affirming my presense, that somewhere in this world, I occupy a fraction of space in someone's heart and mind. And I think that is important.

I appreciate it now.