14 September 2014
I am thankful for the 3 gifts i received today:
1) Weekend afternoon naps --- getting rare these days but this afternoon I slept like a ba’e ;)… My Sunday is gonna be long and wonderful . Who knows, I can stay up for the FIBA 2014 Championship la la la
2) I cleaned my daughter’s room … as I always say, there’s only one room in my house that’s an eye sore --- hers! I started unwillingly well also because I was trying to teach her a lesson blah blah blah blah --- but getting my daughter’s mess cleaned up felt good for me, for two reasons: 1) I could be a neat freak around the house (especially these days when I don’t have a maid --- so it’s definitely CLAY GO in Pixieland these days ). Cleaning is like a coffee, and book and writing and shopping and all my fave fixations all together. My Zen. … and … two, as always, this, my service to my daughter. --- So turning Sophie’s messy room upside down is therapeutic and good for a mother’s soul!
3) Fresh new coffee grounds delivered yesterday --- today, the scent is all over my kitch … and the scrubs all over me . Thank God for Starbucks
Now I challenge 3 of my friends, Edna Senobio Almeda, Alain Penaflorida Marilyn I. Catunao to do these 5-day Positivity Challenge. Share and post 3 things you are thankful for 5 days and let positivity abound in this wonderful world!
I like to remember things my own way. how i remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened. I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. My DeLicioUs ambiguity.
... my other garden ;)
About Me
- Irma
- I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
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