My Monthly Memories: February 2019

It’s past February! Whew, I didn’t even noticed. Well, not until my monthly bills came rushing at my door, lol.

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Time to deal with #mymonthlymemories post. Thank God! Last month turned out to be better than January. I still have a few things to share here when it comes to blogging. I only managed to join a Weekly Blogging Event just once entitled I Write Her Weekly Haiku Challenge hosted by Susi. You may want to check out my entry here.

Is there such a thing as selective memory? Like, we can choose whatever memories we just wanted to hold on to? I’m afraid this is not possible because whenever we encounter things or situations, it triggers us to look back, sometimes we don’t recognize it, but it’s there. Nostalgia is so powerful that it bothers us even in our dreams sometimes. By the way, this is in response to a monthly blogging event hosted by Basant She of The Socially Anxious Extrovert

If you want to join us, please click here. This is always fun.

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I consider myself a sentimental fool but there are few instances when I hate to look back. There are hurts and pains so unbearable that I wanted to just forget and move on. I could tell people that I finally accepted my fate and I’m moving on. I’m sure most of them if not all will be convinced. But truth be told, I cannot lie to myself. At times like this, I beat myself with doing so many things in the house until I am exhausted and pass out eventually. But don’t get me wrong, I don’t do things negatively. On the contrary, I turn my frustrations into positive things.

The photo above is a work in progress. I love reading books. Hoarding books is one of my passions. It is one of the things that makes me feel happy to be alive. And because of that, I have a large number of books. Since I cannot afford to buy a cabinet or bookshelves yet, I figured, why not do it myself? The artist in me shows up from time to time whenever I feel moody and down. I believe this is much better than to cry in my room and wallow in self-pity, right? Besides, giving up is not an option for me. God entrusted me with four adorable creatures and I cannot afford to be disabled and useless. People say that there are so many choices we have to make in this life, but the truth is… it can be summarized with this statement:

There are just three main choices in life; give up, give in, or give it all you’ve got!

Here’s hoping for a fabulous March since this is our youngest’ birth month. I am grateful to God because he is turning five years old this coming 14th, God’s willing. We’re all excited!