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More than two dozen reasons to be thankful for 2014! I’ve always created “Year-enders” over the years. Reminiscing amazing moments month by month, I just stopped doing it when my father went home 3 years ago. I could not include that time when we lost him. I end up always disheartened. This year, I think I am brave enough to recall the year that was, even without papa.
1. I am grateful to realize that being single is as much as wonderful as having a partner. So I did not mind. I was blessed to have some beautiful men who took care of my heart in the past.
2. I am grateful for having two entirely different men who wooed me to the extent of seeing myself make another life-altering decision just after months of being single. Why I am thankful? Both men didn’t last. They’re gone now like fleeting winds. I am grateful that I was not trapped with another love (or so I thought) that I am not 100% sure.
3. I am grateful for being reunited with my papa’s clan.
4. Knowing a little sweet girl named Summer.
5. My son’s transparency on what he wanted in life and to discern that he is my one and only Hero, Superman, Spiderman, Batman, Captain Marvel, Thor, and all the heroes there could ever be, He is that to me only when evil creeps in.
6. Learning to be humble during times when I was supposed to be flying high with pride.
7. Espacio Diseno, Inc.
8. Friends for life-the truest kind.
9. My pink and purple comforter.
10. My I-phone. Or should I say the person who gave it to me. I’ve always dreamt of having a BB and I couldn’t believe I could even have something more. My BB is now with my son. Unfortunately, BB might have hit the rocks and I’d really be one of those to be sad about it.
11. Walt Disney movie – Frozen. Not the film. But the song: “Let it go“. I’ve been singing it the whole time like a national anthem.
12. Anticipating a new refrigerator for my kitchen.
13. Artisanal donuts from Scarsdale. My comfort food.
14. My 5th lighthouse with Jen (my travel foodie buddy). Capones.
15. That red square bag from my boss.
16. My cats. My ever-faithful dog.
17. Mama’s daily dose of lessons on patience.
19. OPW Blog site as my coping tool.
20. Finishing my book.
21. Curly wavy girly cutie hair.
22. My ever-loving, ever-supportive in-laws. Magistrado clan.
24. My soul daughters. Chabebe. Leah. and Yuri.
24. My Capiz lanterns.
25. The Walking Dead. It’s not just about loathsome zombies. It’s also about love, forgiveness, family, survival being brave. And being alert. I love the twist and turns. The different emotions it gave me.
26. My travel foodie buddy, photographer, Cook, room mate, my books supplier, etc.
27. The capacity to laugh!
The year that was. Tiring as it may seem. Super low blood pressure. Allergies. Typhoons. Mama’s pain. Deadlines. Missed-outs. Sunday bliss. My writing is still the best way that I get the negatives into different perspectives. The law of balance. God’s love everyday. I’ve said it before. And I’m saying it again. I get to taste life’s sweetness because I’ve tasted what isn’t sweet too. It made me know the difference. A better year ahead to all!
“If you fail to plan, you plan to fail”
This quote has struck me a few years ago, it was shared by a one of our most competent and (furious) VPs in my previous job, It has inspired me since then.
For this year, I intend to keep this in mind and heart and probably mount it in my room as a reminder. =)
My Daily Musts
1. Pray upon waking up
2. Pray before sleeping
3. Ask for God’s guidance
4. Thank HIM
5. Praise HIM
6. Be kind to others
7. Be kind to myself
8. Be kind to animals
9. Help those who are in need
10. Clean up the mess (right away)
11. When you drop something, pick it up (right away)
12. Let the sun touch my skin
13. Check the moon
14. Smell the flowers
17. Laugh (and cry if needs be)
It has been more than a decade that I’ve managed to keep a list of my “To Dos” if not on a day to day basis, I do it weekly or monthly. Normally, I have loved collecting Stabilos and highlight those that’s been done already. You will usually find smileys and some cute symbols after each of the highlighted ones, they served as reminders if im lazy to put in the details.
Luckily, I never missed a year of getting a planner as a gift, or if chance permits, I eagerly joined contests or promotions for me to get my own planner. I am motivated by the fact, that the company’s thrust to give-away said planners is to give back as well. I then do it religiously, it felt good inside.
Here are some of the planners that I’ve acquired all these years:
I specially like the one with a leather jacket, it allowed me to insert some
post-its, business cards and other stuff. I also loved the one from “Go Donuts” which I’ve got as a gift from a little sister friend at work. Since I normally acquire more than one planner each year, I made use of the other as my Scrapbook or my personal journal. The other one, I utilized as my planner per se at work. It was funny at times, that I tend to mix concerns and eventually jot them down on both planners, just to ensure not to miss
any important dates or occasion.
There were years I only have one planner, So I had to buy one for my scrapbook or create a DIY scrapbook. I’ve always wanted to volunteer designing a particular planner feeling that it can still look better or more user-friendly.
There was once, I used an old huge book and cut and paste my stuff there, covered it with my favorite patterns and voila, On another year, I opted to re-use a table calendar and found myself falling in love with my DIY scrapbook which contains life’s mundane details, bitter and sweet memories that I won’t mind recalling from time to time. Crazy, happy, silly, teary moments that makes a pretty better tougher soul out of me.
Some friends of mine doesn’t support the idea, according to them, plans or “Things to do” list must be in my mind and should not be relied on a list written on a paper. According to them If I failed to jot it down, I’ll miss it because I relied only on those that’s in the list. As stubborn as I can be, I keep on keeping a list. I have a pen and paper anytime. Like an artist who has a ready sketchpad in his bag, and will doodle anytime upon finding something that’s interesting to him, anywhere he is. By the way, I always thought that artists can always find something beautiful anywhere, I guess that is the reason why a sketchpad came in handy to them. So in my case, I wrote it down, If I don’t have a pen and paper, I used my phone to list
things that popped in my mind (out from nowhere too), there were even times, I text myself. And I’ll just transfer them in my planner. That’s how I plan. It is good to know that some of my accomplishments, be it material things or not, be it big or not. I based them on those that I’ve planned to do and did it and that they happen to outnumber those that were left undone.
The list I noticed (I guess you do too), it has always been endless. After completing a task or something from the list, another need (or want) will come up, Like the saying goes:”Your in-tray will never be empty”. This is how I plan, there are also instances that something I desire when I was still young were still the same stuff that I desired years ago, similar things that I wanted to give to my parents, and immaterial things that I wanted to
accomplish. Not so long ago, the book I dreamt of publishing becomes clearer this year. It’s almost done. I’ve found an artist who would help me with the lay-out and a publisher as well. I am so excited. I intend to renovate my parents house too, create a space that I’ll call “Heaven on earth”. Slowly and aside from my duties at work and at home, as a daughter, as an employee, as a friend, as a mother, I prioritized per month all those that doesn’t concern either, meaning my “Me Time” or something
that sums up my happy life which fuels me to keep on looking forward to the years ahead of planning and getting them done at the right time. I’ve always believed they all happen in God’s time. My planners and its’ contents are the voices of my reason to live life to the fullest.
It meant accomplishing things after another. Not the ones others wants for you, but those that you want for yourself. Patience is an attribute which I need to thank God for blessing us with, among His many gifts. Nowadays, they no longer call patience a virtue, nowadays, its a talent. True enough, planning requires this talent every step of the way, and tracking moments of despair and accomplishments is a “Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow” thing for me. I don’t really mind. It’s a good life after all. (–,)
Creating a new scrapbook each year is like a milestone to me like a “Book of me” published each year. It’s a sort of spontaneous series of celebration of my daily life, taking it high in hard copy. Scrapbooking made me realize how rich life is and how blessed I am having special people who completes my story. Each with a special role to play. All the more that to preserve it and document each event is ever worthy.
Each lay-out, in varying themes depending on what my mood is, per month, per week, even on a daily basis describes exactly the uniqueness of each. It’s like putting value to each day, each person inside my inner circle, the people who gives meaning to my life, daily. Even my animals do, my cats, my dog and mom’s lovebirds too. It allowed me to identify who and what counts most. It is primarily my intimate connection with them, even with people I seldom see, they became form part of that specific year as well. Without them? My scrapbook will not be complete.
Scrapbook covers timelines. The moments that took my breath away, how I met someone, how I was reunited with old acquaintances, old teachers, how are they doing at current time. Characters I’ve watched and read. Their immortal influence in my life documented.
True enough, time is the best gift we could always give to a loved one, later in our lives, we no longer regret as to what achievement have we achieved, or material things that we acquired, or how far have we’ve been to. I realized this when I lost my father. I regretted the time I was not able to spend with him. It taught me to treat each day as if it’s my last. With my mother, with my son, with my friends and people who grew close to my heart. As a proof. I record them by scrapbooking. I find myself immersed to it clock ticking unnoticed. The more time I spent with them, The more I am happy.
I fashion mine with stickers, embellishments, cut-outs, mostly DIY from old magazines. I am frugal with my accessories. I seldom buy expensive stuff to rev it up. Though I sometimes give in to temptations. At times, I splurge. I once bought a 10$ gilded bookmark abroad with the intention of just placing it in my scrapbook for that particular trip with my soul sis. A few expensive stuff here and there add a special touch. It is also an indication how extra ordinary the event was for me. Even if most days are considered extra-ordinary too. I can tell the difference. Like major events that are set apart.
Normally, you will see similar images in my scrapbooks:
– hearts and polka dots
And they’re almost in purple and pink and teal lately. =) I love smileys too!
Though scrapbooking isn’t all about the good times. To document something that isn’t good at all is very challenging for me. I normally end it with something like falling and standing up again and again. Or something like “Hope is eternal” quotes. As it is supposed to be inspiring and more like something that makes us smile. Though life is not at all about smiling. Inevitably, some tears will fall and this is where we are able to treasure the sweetness of joy because we already tasted what bitter is like, we can now tell they’re entirely different.
I don’t usually develop a lot of pictures, just a few from each event. The journal itself will do the storytelling. Like sharing a testimony. And love surely endures. You get to see all the pages have feelings.
The main character of most scrappers I’ve personally known is patience. A friend of mine being so engrossed on her book and didn’t notice that it’s already morning when she finished it. And it’s all worth it. She loved what she did and what important is that she is so happy about it. Been there. Done that. Nothing can compare to the fulfillment of finishing one. It brings smiles to our faces. Each time we leaf the pages, there will always be smiles. I in particular is patient enough to cut out related images, and cut another color to frame it, I cut letters of different fonts just to complete a quote or an adjective or a name. At times I print them, using the font that I want, the color and its’ size too. I sometimes paste a post-it in my own handwriting just to give it a special touch.
I can’t do without Stabilos and colored glues too, glitters, cards and bookmarks. A relative of mine even dedicated a room for her scrapbooking activities alone. All her materials are lying and scattered on the floor and even if it looks crazy, for us scrappers? It meant that we completed another book. And it meant BIG. It meant HAPPINESS. Scrapbook are reminders. It reminds us to build memories, reminds us that we are able to built..to spend our resources wisely and time efficiently with people who makes those time so precious, they are worth documenting.
Literally, these are the “Ties that binds”. Scrapbooking requires and at the same time gives birth to wisdom. That thoughts than gifts counts. And keeping them on file is one tradition I will keep on doing while I can. Besides, it is one of my coping tools as well. At times, stress is at its peak, like yoga or gardening or cooking, the hours I spent cutting and pasting was so relaxing I no longer notice the tick of time and before I knew it, my mind has drifted already and it relaxes me literally.
Nothing can give that sense of peace in me. Each moment captured and preserved in time. Who knows what the next generation might say while browsing at them. I made sure they’re intact for the next generations to see. Besides, I did them not only with pride, but with a great fond for the people coming together in a fancy book created out of love for art and life itself.