Will it shock anyone if I say it’s been almost a year since I started blogging?
The plan was to shine a light on acts of kindness in the little corner of the world around me. But, along the way, I found myself sharing other thoughts, photographs, and even writing creatively, none of which I’d planned. Should have known better than to plan, right?
But this blogging endeavor also made me respond to other posts, comment on other written pieces, and I found kindred spirits in another little corner of the world. I thank you all for that.
So I’m sharing my January 2019 bullet journal cover page. And, yes, bujo’ing is another thing I never thought I’d do. Which seems ironic: I never planned on planning.
I chose tbe ladder because it represents where I am (at the bottom) and where I hope to be. I have loads of flaws and issues, but I’ve come to realise that acknowledging these flaws is the first step to making changes and improvements.
Have a happy, safe, healthy, peaceful and meaningful 2019, everyone.
I came across this article on my newsfeed today and thought I’d share it with everyone.
Mr Curtis Jenkins is a Texas schoolbus driver and had chatted with his young passengers about what they’d like for Christmas. Then he bought these gifts for each child, out of his own money.
I say thank you, Mr Jenkins.
You have given those children more than just Christmas gifts; you have shown them what it means to be kind, generous, and to open your heart to others. You gave them the gift of a precious memory I hope they will cherish.
I’ve not been writing as much as I’d have liked. Lots of things have popped up and I’ve learnt that dealing with unexpected developments can be very time consuming. I shan’t bore anyone with the details.
Thank you all for stopping by to read, comment, nominate for an award or two, and for keeping me company on my blogging journey! It’s been almost one year since I started and it’s been so much fun!
The family and I managed to get away for a few days and I wanted to share these cuties with you. I found them at a Christmas market and could not believe they were being sold for approximately US$1.50. They’re butter cookies and taste better than they look!
PS – There were at least 6 more cookies in the box but they got eaten before we remembered to take a photo. 😬
I had the pleasure of a quick night time drive through Orchard Road in Singapore in mid-November.
These shaky cellphone pictures from a moving vehicle really don’t do justice to the Christmas lights. The theme, which some have questioned as being un-Christian, is ‘A Disney Christmas’.
But what struck me was how, a three-minute drive from the end of the shopping belt, we came across this other light up for Diwali or Deepavali – the Hindu Festival of Lights, in Little India in Serangoon Road.
This festival celebrates the triumph of good over evil, knowledge over ignorance and light over darkness.
How wonderfully brilliant that two diverse festive occasions can be celebrated peacefully and harmoniously almost side by side.
My seat in the office is near a vacant desk. Nobody knows why there’s such a desk but it’s become the go-to place for homeless ownerless belongings; water bottles, pens, extra handouts … you know, the sort of stuff that appears after a meeting and nobody ever comes back to claim? It’s the height of irony, really, that this desk gives all manner of stuff a temporary home but itself is unused for its original purpose of being somebody’s desk.
In late September, somebody put a box of cookies on that desk. Accompanying it was a stack of small bowls and a note that said, ‘Help yourselves! Have a great day!’ The other riff-raff items had been placed in a box on the floor and this treat now had pride of place in the middle of the desk. You can imagine the delight and confusion. Nobody knew who had done this and, while I sat close to this desk, I never saw who the benefactor was either. There were many smiles that morning.
A week later, a box of tea bags appeared. Then a large bag of freshly roasted nuts. Then some fruit tarts. Then a tin of chocolates. While we eventually learnt who had brought some of these items, nobody ever found out who put the cookies there! Or if anyone did, they never told me.
So, to the person who started the little hospitality table – my thanks to you. Your act of generosity and kindness brought more than cookies – it paved the way to other contributions, and our colleagues have stopped to eat, to chat with each other, and to catch a breath. We have slowed down our manic dashing about to say ‘hi’ and to give ourselves a little treat. Thank you, also just as much, to everyone else who brought something to share.
Here are some questions I have been asked, have asked, and never dared to ask, not in the order listed.
1. Are you celebrating a year well lived, or a good year ahead?
2. When you celebrate a baby’s first birthday, aren’t you actually celebrating the second? The first birthday was the day of the birth itself.
3. What happens if you have twins, one born at 2359 on 31 December and the other at 0007 on 1 January of the new year? One is ‘a year older’ but they are twins…
4. The Chinese are said to celebrate a communal birthday on Chinese New Year Day. So if you’re 20, you turned 21 on that day. So why aren’t you considered 22 when the day of biological birth comes round?
Please don’t think I’m being facetious. These are real questions whose answers are wide and varied, and sometimes hilarious. What might your answer be?
To anyone whose birthday is today, as you read this, Happy Birthday!