2015 – The year that was…


2015 – THE YEAR THAT WAS…

my year ender
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2015 was a year full of choices. Good and bad. Of writing from the heart. Of discovering new realms. And knowing where it’ll lead me.

hello 2015
In full anticipation…

It was a year of ecstasy, and disappointments. And just like everyone else’s, it was a year of laughter and tears.

It was a year of stalwart friendships, of realizing whom and what to keep, and what and whom to let go.

It was a year of reuniting with old souls which reminded me of who I was. And working out hard not to forget that part of me.

It was a year of violet crumble, tassels, peacocks and fairies and walkers and figure out what weapons to use and shabby chics and bohos too.

tassles
This is God speaking to me..

It was a year of acquiring new friends and being grateful having them despite of distance and race. It was cool to discover new people having the same beliefs, aspirations, just to know they have a lot of common with me. Even if I haven’t met with them upfront.

It was a year of reuniting with true friends long gone. And family bonding. Of creating memories instead of fabricating fears.

fam
Where’s Ash?! =)

It was a year of figuring out what Oscar Wilde wanted to express in De Profundis because one way or another, I had the same anguish for regretting something I did which time could never erase. And papa making me see it in my dreams several times. Of remorse and making – up for it at every chance.

God
Let go and let God…

It was a year of knowing about Padre Pio, and making simple dreams came true, while dreaming again to fulfill new and bigger ones soon.

airport
I am what I love…

That in every dream, is an ounce of patience for me.

It was a year of loving anyone, in any form.

kitties
My babies..

It was a year of discovering beauty in the most odd places. And of dancing spirits.

It was a year of rejections, yet, of acknowledgements from the most unexpected souls.

And for that, it was a year of maturity that is supposed to be there years ago.

For most of us, this year were full of surprises, challenges, griefs and bliss, unexpected moments that will either make or break us. And just a reminder to myself and to all my loved ones, to let those make a better person out of you as it did on me.

jen
See the beauty in everyone..

More so, it was a year of several “letting go”… because I wanted to go back to the basic of a simplified life. No more or less drama perhaps. Because I firmly believe, this very amazing life is supposed to be light and happy and grateful. And so I learned to forgive. I let go. And hope. Because it is eternal.

let go
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And so this 2016, I’m striving for it. It is my duty and in every aspect, I need to be.

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beautsantua

-An only daughter. A mother of an 18 year old son. Passionate with so many things. A lover of life itself. First of which is to write. Then, sing (I specifically love the stage), read, cook, travel & take beautiful pictures (photography) and scrap booking, all of which are my own way of coping with life's challenges. Friends usually associate me with the color violet. I love this color so much! Though, I love pink, red, teal, orange, yellow, blue as well! Coffee is my water and my happy food is cheesecake topped w/ blueberries, yogurt, sansrival and cream puff. I mastered fettuccine carbonara because that is one of my favorite food as well, along w/ broccoli, prawns and mushrooms. Secretly, I love "Stitch" - that grinning indigo pup. =) Seriously, I dream to become a philanthropist (starting off by providing shelter to street children in our country) and a famous author someday. I'm just waiting for God's time for my first book to be published.- It took me years to decide to blog, more so to write and have it out in the open. As I used to write even when I was a teenager, and I just keep them on file. It was my outlet. Approaching the year they say where life begins, or If I may say, the sweeter life. It was a year full of emotions. As I lost my father a year before and I guess in one way or another, the unfathomable sadness prompted me to pour them out in my writings and share them to the world, hoping it might lighten the heaviness of my heart. I live now with my son and mother, as a mother and as a daughter (as a friend and a sister), this has made me be ready to finally do what I am meant to do. Even If there's a lot that I wanted to do. This came first, like a first love that occupied a special place in my heart. It's a looong process, tiring, frustrating, exciting. The best part? is the happiness it brings. Even if things around seems all so wrong. It's like having my own place under the sun. My own safe and happy rainbowed world. At times, there's guilt as well, for I strongly believe, writing (like singing) is a talent God has gifted us. We ought to use it and maximize it, in our littlest way, share it to mankind, for His glory. I just had a few distractions over the years and to realize that it is never too late to be who we ought to be, I have this very strong feeling, now is the time. All my life, I have decided on things that made me happy, this is one of those. I may never be a winner of those best blogs that have been awarded to talented writers/ bloggers and I don't mind, there are strikes of being envious, but according to my father, there are two kinds of being envy. There's envy that is so negative, it'll hamper you from doing good and there's an envy that makes you happy for them, or seeing yourself in their shoes, I think, the kind of envy in me, is the latter. Like celebrities who missed an Oscar, while the film was watched by the whole world, she/he did not mind, it's like knowing what counts best, and it's the capacity to share your talents to anyone who wants to receive it, without asking anything in return. Expressing what's in my heart and mind on every occasion (which happens to be daily) and being happy about it is like a prize already. Happy reading!(--,)

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