Brings me so much joy teaching kids how to do art for their homework. Had so much fun watching the little girl copy my sketch and made her own version of a pig that she calls Boy Baboy. She was proud of her work, and that’s what matters most. ☺️
Tag: family
When we lose something, another thing comes along. It may never be a good replacement but it makes a new memory. When we associate things to one person or a memory of that person, somehow, it leads to bigger things. Bigger emotions. Big enough to get stuck with us even if that person isn’t part of our lives anymore.
The other day i got a chance to rearrange my room and got rid of some things so as to make these bigger emotions shrink and with hopes of selectively losing memories.
So there’s this empty spot now. Taking that painting off was one of the heaviest move, like trying to get rid of a mountain out of my sight.
Later that same day, a 4-year old boy went inside my room and showed me a canvass. He said I should keep it.
Now the spot isn’t empty. And sometimes the timing of things saves us from having big emotions. Rebuilding a new world would mean making new memories. Not necessarily with someone new, but with anyone around me. I somehow feel small because one way or another, I’ve taken these people for granted because I was so focused and involved in just one orbit.
He asked me to put his painting somewhere special. So i gave him THE spot. He deserves it.
Today — my world was filled with colors.
Today — isn’t a crazy-happy day but it’s different from how things typically go for the last few months.
Today — I wanted to be better, so I got out of my cave and showed up to the world.
Today — I still allowed myself to be sad but I decided not to embrace it anymore, so I was able to see things that are nice, good and warm.
And today — I counted my blessings through these pictures:
They say the battle is already half-won by just showing up. So I promise to try everyday.
Thank you, world, for these little lovely things.
Dear, World. Love, Jenny. 