Liebster Award

March 21, 2012 § Leave a comment

I’m so happy that one of my most admired bloggers, Angel of Just Call Me Miss DIY, awarded me with a┬áLiebster. Liebster, I found out from yet another favorite blog Peace, Love and Stitching, is a German word that means favorite, dearest or beloved. Thank you, Angel!

I started this blog to remind myself that I can do things myself and that “easy” and “instant” do not always mean “best”. Now it’s my turn to show my appreciation for fellow bloggers who’ve inspired me along the way.

1. Life Through My Eyes

2. Cozywalls

3. Sweat Pea’s Kitchen

4. jthornburgArtistry

5. A Detailed House

The rules of the Liebster Award are:

1. Thank your Liebster Blog Award presenter on your blog

2. Link back to the blogger who presented the award to you

3. Copy and paste the blog award on your blog

4. Present the Liebster Blog Award to 5 blogs of 200 followers or less who you feel deserve to be noticed

5. Let them know they have been chosen by leaving a comment at their blog.

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Of farewells and how do you do’s

January 3, 2012 § Leave a comment

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking these past few months – dangerous, I know, but very necessary. I’ve been very lucky that the new job afforded me lots of time to assess and re-assess, not to mention making me realize I have other interests I could actually pursue. Everytime I open this I’m Write About This now, I am constantly amazed at how far I’ve come from the miserable and hopeless me I was just two years ago. Looking back, it all feels like snippets from the life of a friend I am fond of but wouldn’t want to stay in touch with. Now I’ve decided to keep my ranting (only when necessary) to a 140-character minimum on Twitter and to indulge my more positive (and productive) side on a new blog. I’ll keep you all posted on that. In the meantime: Dear Old Blog, there were times when I felt you were my only friend, but you can let my hand go now.

To the House of Zen

July 22, 2010 § Leave a comment

Farewell, my dear, dear friend. For a year, you were witness to my joys and my sorrows. My moments of weakness and my times of great strength. You will be missed.

Stop touching me!

July 17, 2010 § 1 Comment

The title of this post is my friend’s way of saying she finds something touching. Today, I am grateful for two friends who, though misguided but quite sweet, have been keeping me on suicide watch. Sending me messages every now and then online just to make sure I’m still breathing.

Don’t call me ungrateful

July 4, 2010 § 1 Comment

Today, I am thankful for a friend who keeps me company virtually by staying online even though he hates chatting ­čÖé

Parting shots

July 4, 2010 § 1 Comment

Dear Rhett,
I know I could say this to you directly but I don’t want to be the one to open that can of worms again so I’ll just say it here. I miss you. You were there at the lowest time in my life and made it somehow bearable. Now that I’m happy, I wish that you were part of it too but I understand only too well why you can’t be.
Always,
The door that shouldn’t have been opened 

Celebrating small victories

July 1, 2010 § 2 Comments

Rhett Butler and me have been at it for almost 7 months now. Weekly arguments, desperate make-up sessions and back to the cold shoulder every few days or so. Last Saturday, I think we both finally decided we’ve had enough. For a non-relationship, this sure had very real, relationship-like emotional turmoil. I finally told him that the only way we’d talk again is if he made the effort first. It’s been hard. How do you move on from 24/7 communication to nil in 5 days? Slowly. And with a lot of deep breaths. All mobile communication has stopped. And for two nights now, we’ve had an online staring contest, daring the other to make contact first. I don’t know whether he’s finding this as difficult as I have, but today, I realized that I have moved on somewhat. I still miss him and it would be nice to hear from him. But it no longer has the power to ruin my day if he doesn’t. I stared at the green dot next to his thumbnail for a full hour and knew I wasn’t going to do anything about it. And it made me smile. Somehow, in the last year I have fulfilled my promise to myself to start growing up. And this small thing felt like such a huge victory. Today, I didn’t hope, I knew that I’m going to be okay.

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