words that healed..

Last year january 2007, I wrote some words that I sent to one of my favorite person. Once in a while I would read these words and remember how each sentences has helped me to heal the pain of letting go, instead of hurting I decided to turn it into a feeling that would help me move on...the feeling of thankfulness, appreciating each and every moment we have spent togeteher...
the power of positive thinking.....

words...
As days manage to pass by, as nights begin to unfold, so does my heart beats faster
And my breath….well it does sigh longer.
For that elusive moment, where conclusion is now seemingly near,
Where temporary becomes palpable.
In a melancholy state, I despair…I beam…and I cherish…
For the memories that were hastily shared….
The euphoria of your knowingly bolster laugh,
The highs and low’s of your storylines,
The calming strokes of your hands in the gleam of the morning.
The sunny side up eggs that you seem to be so good at.
The tweak on your small expressive eyes when you savour my adobo…
The excited kid in you when you watch your favorite chargers,
The smirk in your lips when you sway your hips to the music of your genre.
The gentle heart in you that reaches to those less fortunate.
The fierce in your voice towards unwise drivers.
The ghastly hands that evokes your passion for automotives.
The construction site that comes out in your nose/.mouth when you sleep tirelessly.
The eyebrows that crosses the island of furiousness…
And your distinctive voice that definitely stands out amidst the praising choir.
All these and more I can utter endlessly of all the wonderful treasures and “pleasures” that your generous soul have selflessly revealed, and this in return have touched not only one but two spirits that has carved a deep spot in the heart.
I wish it would endure more, I hope it could last longer.
But life moves on…and so does our destiny.
If there is one gratitude voice, I shout mine
If there is one gain, I learned mine.
And if there is one friend, I found mine.
Crissy-
Jan 7, 2007

oh today..today!

Today, i decided to create my own blog.
I have spent atleast three hours debating with myself why I should and should not create one therefore after organizing my agonizing toughts I've come with 3 major points why this shouldnt and should be up and about.

Why No-

* I am stubborn.
Yes I am. My writing initiatives only comes once in a blue moon, which means i may not be able to sustain this blog.

* I am crab.
Sometimes out my shell;sometimes hiding in my shell. I can be a very moody person and if that happens this blog will not serve its purpose. Oh crap!

* I am "Miss Memory Loss" .
With all my 24 hour s, 7 days a week and 365 days responsibilities as a single super mom/career woman activities. I forget passwords. (must've been the anaesticia...) which means with all the sites I now manage this might just be a one of site for me.

* I am mystery.
I lead a normal yet mysterious life, things that people know I am and am not.
Somehow this blog will expose the other woman that lies beneath the surface..hmmm do I want that?


Why yes?

* I am not scared.
I play risks, I pride myself in getting out of comfort zones..I jump..therefore it takes determination to do so..And putting a blog takes determination.

* I am not ordinary.
An enemy of the ordinary, I make it appoint to always stand out from the crowd.People may not fathom me at times..this blog may somehow make people understand my toughts..

*I am not a writer.
There is no line whatsoever in the terms and conditions of this website that says "writer's only" or "wrong grammars will be executed" or "wrong spelling liable to 3 years in prison"
I just write. No mechanical specifications.

* I am not who you think I am.
This space will allow me to freely express my toughts, anytime, anywhere. Moody or no moody this is gonna be my new absorber, my new Sponge Bob.


There you go..until my next blog If i log in and decided to click my keyboards again...then I have decided which one to choose..