the week has been pretty disturbing. trouble with husband, nanny, my son.. and to. keep me sane, i downloaded instatext and painted.
boredom leads to great ideas… i have always been hard headed. i wouldnt even want to take art lessons because i know i wouldnt be able to absorb the teachers words… (not unless he is da vinci?) … lol…. but i read tips. and i was fascinated with ipmasto and textured canvas so i read and made do what what i have.. (at 3 in the morning… and limited supplies…. hahaha…
remember the dried flowers phase? well, its been sitting around the closet ar too long with twigs and dried weeds (not the kind you smoke,. ) well… here it is.. i have finally finally been able to incorporate painting, poetry and dried flowers!!!! (i have yet to practice writing using a paintbrush…but you’ll pretty much guess the idea of a love poem on canvas…. wish me luck and keep the creative juices flowing!!!!
art rocks!!!! 🍸
i succumed to instagram craze!! new audience, reviews and viewers… lol.. for those who have. instagram… look me up.. truelovejunkie
often times, i am more thankful for all the wrong choices i made in the past. for all the bad decision making, for all the mistakes i made because it has led me to find myself along the way. it was a wrong choice, it was a mistake…. because it doesnt suit my own being…. it gave me enough room to correct who i really am… to be able to have inner peace and joyful heart that i have now. to be able to have a happy mind….. inspite of the sadness that once in a while creeps in to remind me that i am after all… a human being…
at the end of the day, we only thank those who are still on our side, through stormy weather and have stuck with us… GOOD OR BAD.
i am grateful for everything ….for all the little things that i am blessed with. even for the trials that come my way. for now, i am thankful…. beyond words that i have finally lived a life where financial is my only problem… it feels so great to be happy with little money…. because i could never define what i was feeling when i had it…. but still feel discontent and unhappy…. and lost…
but now.. i know i am home..
and is living life ….. and loving it.
a mother’s love go beyond
a story to remain untold
the love that can hold the world
inside for the daughter to behold,
little ones would soon grow
and we know when its time to let go
let them live the life they feel
sometimes may it be against our will.
but to let them live and be
we give them the highest love
should we ever try… set them free
and that would be the best they have.
freedom to live a life so vast
beyond out control…
something we have to let pass
let them be… let them taste it all.
to shield them, we dont allow
to let them feel it all somehow
let them take the risk, let them taste the plight
even if we have to.. let them try to fight.
respect their choices
and let them try
to listen to their own voices
and hear their own cry.
to go against it…
is like living but wanting to die.
we gave them life…
we gave them love
its time to give them the best
that they could ever have…
and that is to live.
to the fullest.
i am all for the freedom of my kids. it may seem irresponsible and illogical sometimes but i believe and i feel in my heart that for me to be able to let them live a life worth living, (like me) i have to be strong enough to listen and laugh at other people’s scrutiny. hahahah… at the end of the day, there is nothing worst than to hear some kid complain about their parents… and i believe that my kids are all understanding and supportive and way mature than other parents. (mAybe even more mature than me??)
i believe in my heart, my irresponsibilities are misunderstood for the fact that i am truly blessed financially when it comes to the basic needs. i know that when all needs are being met there has to be a bigger thing in store for that person. i know too for a fact, that responsiblities or not,… i can rise up to the occasion..
we are here NOT to make a living… but to simply LIVE.
if these walls could talk are
wall candies and a
pocketful of sunshine on your walls….
digitally handcrafted with love. Continue reading
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sweet sunday. last week. june 10. 2012
i’ve always loved to see dried leaves
dried twigs or a barren tree..
i dont know why it strikes a cored within
but it has always touched a part of me. Continue reading
i am a lover of life. and i have come to love every bit of pain, because it is basically what fuels me to learn and to grow. and to appreciate all the good things that life has to offer…
i think its ironic how it is for me. either i love love or i tend to numb myself
“i would rather hurt than feel nothing at all” – Lady Antebellum[need you now.
“I stay because I am too weak to go. I crawl on because it is easier than to stop. I put my face to the window. There is nothing out there but the blackness and the sound of rain. Neither when I shut my eyes can I see anything. I am alone…There is nothing else in my world but my dead heart and brain within me and the rain without.”
funny how life seems to always know
where to make you wander and then go
if only we take the road that people travel less
at the end of the line…
it surely feels the best. Continue reading
one night with you… one night under the moon
and we know… our dreams are coming true
one day soon… one day soon…
we would see the most beautiful orange skies
just in time for the perfect sunrise.
as the sun beams through the clouds
like the sparkle in our eyes. Continue reading
i am trying to find the words
that fit perfectly
to describe everything
between you and me.
He is just inside our hearts,
and for whatever reasons when i usually disobey what my heart tells me,
He managed to do things in the most unusual way to smack it right back to my face
i look at myself in the mirror…
and i am filled with horror
at what i have become…
because i desire nothing
but the only one…
i will love even when apart…
i would still love you over and over
i would still give you my heart… forever
i love you more than i did then
even if you break my heart all over again.
life is full of
God’s little everyday miracles.
it just takes a heart to really see.
and when that day comes… we would swoon
our hearts forever will be…
like the sun and the moon.
you and i.. so alike..
like day and night.
as we let the rest of our kisses be
the secret place where we go to
when we long for a moment’s peace
we travel back to
the magic of our first kiss. Continue reading
something new and beautiful is on its way
i stay still. i remained where i am
i know something is worth holding on
like the beauty of the falling leaves in autumn.
others go out when the sun has set
even if there is rain
is a secret she hid inside her heart
she lived like an actress in a play
and kept to herself…
her own broken heart.
we laugh we run we kiss
and in the moments i wait
i live in a memory dreamstate.
true beauty is seen
as it is everywhere within
of searching for the
missing part Continue reading
Wind hit my windows and made a sound
Like my heart crashing down the ground
The rain has stopped and as I gaze
Weather perfect for a lazy Sunday. Continue reading
part of me with you
part of you with me
it comes in full circle
in a place called eternity. Continue reading
We would see it the way it’s meant to be seen
Everywhere around us…
That’s the way it’s always been.
There’s just something….
as i sit by the window…
i wish we’d go back to the start
and hold each other’s heart.
i’ll keep you in mine. let me stay in yours forever
at the center of your heart…
in my favorite corner.