Sunday, January 09, 2011

The artist in her....


Sundays are always busy. It's when everybody is home and it's chaotic. Getting up late, rushing to prepare food, taking time for activity with every single one of my 4 kids, chores, preparing school stuffs for the whole week, planning for the whole week - including errands, school related activities, social activities, Spanish class, so on and so forth. Sunday is when i gasped for air :-)

Today, one of the things I need to finish is the greeting cards I need to send tomorrow. Together with the gifts for a friend who just gave birth few weeks ago. Getting everybody to sign the card is such a total chaos. The two toddlers are competing for space, pen colors and drawings. The eldest one took just seconds to finish it but the artist, who is responsible for the artwork, took forever. She's very good though...she can draw a character of you by just looking at your face. She completes it with shading to bring out the beauty of the drawing.
And then the artist got annoyed, with my meddling, just because I wasn't quite happy with how pale the shade is. I went to look for a marker that is pale peach (skin color), but then when I started shading... it turned out orangey. I wasn't gonna show her, but she caught me and she got really disappointed that I have to edit her work. So now, I'm the silly Mommy that wasn't satisfied with her work. And she threatened that she'll never gonna draw for me again :(

I took pictures of it and it looks perfect for me. Not for her though, she requested to write a little note saying "drawings by P, colors by Mommy" ...hahahah!

Saturday, January 08, 2011

Welcome back ...to me!

I have been hibernating for a long time. Life passes by me and I'm aware of it. I have survived one of the biggest obstacles so far. I'm mending a heartache at the moment. But still life goes on, and may I say "Life is still beautiful" for me amidst the roller coaster in my life.

My hands are still tied up, busy with my family. Now raising four kids, 17,13,5 and 3. We came back to our favorite place in the world and everyone is enjoying in their own way. Me, particularly, is on the verge of recovery and hopefully will pass the 5 years period to get to the safe stage.
I'm in my favorite place, comfortably living, surrounded by dear friends who care for me deeply and most of all cared by my family. What more can I ask for?

Now, I'm back...now I'll start to blog again...I'll start telling my stories or maybe a journal about life, vicissitudes, maladies and indoctrination...the lightness in a sense and the profoundness of sensibilities :-)