I was born in the year of the pig and always hated that fact. I was a fat 4 year old and lost weight at 50. Whenever someone knew my year it was all about how fat I was.

But now I am proud of it. Pigs are strong, resilient, and can survive in hard times. This is the first year of the pig since I finally lost weight and I know it will be a good one.

This beautiful envelope was left sticking out of my purse when I fell asleep during the sermon at church last Sunday. I'm going through very hard times and the money in it bought my food this week. I am so grateful for that gift and it gave me strength to carry on.

I'm not Chinese and I did not know about this tradition until I got to SE Asia about 3 years ago. I feel very fortunate and anticipate a much better year to come.

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