It’s been a year of hiatus on this blogsite but it didn’t mean emptiness. Not at all. It’s just an absence of enough time to spend on writing a blog, I only had time for 140 characters on Twitter and bits of a rant or rave statuses on Facebook.
I missed writing. Modesty aside, I have always believed that I was born to be a writer. It would seem that I have abandoned this belief but that is not the case. I have been busy with a bunch of different things other than writing: with arts and crafts (handmade projects), some upcycling seminars here and there, coordinating a churchmate’s wedding for this month, an administrative job with one of the most respectable wedding suppliers in the country, and assisting my dear mother-in-law in the family business. I should also include being an active member of our Highschool Alumni group in charge of some fund-raising projects and upcoming reunions plus being appointed as the new Secretary of our homeowners’ association. Yes, my plate is overflowing with tasks and activities, but I see them as opportunities to learn and upgrade myself. I don’t plan on growing old as a dull, close-minded woman.
Now, the real reason why I am writing again is because of this website called Language Is A Virus. It provides good writing exercises to help you knock off that writer’s block. Today I’ve got a writing prompt: “I care about…” And this is where I have decided to write about it.
I care about my children. I would like to think that I have been doing a great job raising them but in reality it is a daily struggle for me to decide whether I have to be a protective mother or not. Both of them are teenagers now. *sigh* I just took a cue from Dude Crush when he told Marlin, “…when they know, you know, y’know?” At least I am confident my teenagers know that I am always here to guide them, whenever they need it.
I care about the environment. If you have seen my other blogsite with posts of my handmade creations I think you have already noticed that I am very fond of upcycling stuff. Climate change is not just a myth now and this is one of the reasons why I love sharing my self-acquired knowledge about upcycling, simply known as creative recycling, to other people particularly with the younger ones. I would like to believe that I can make a change by planting a seed of caring for the environment to other people by doing these upcycling seminars. A small drop of water can still cause a ripple in the ocean.
That’s all for now. Thank you for taking time to read this. See you again soon. 🙂