Thankful For This Year

It's been a month after Thanksgiving and you maybe wondering why this blog is a month late.  Well, it is during the holiday season that I feel most thankful;  it is this time of the year that I slow down and gather my thoughts over the "gifts" I receive every year.  I count them every night though, before I go to sleep instead of counting sheep.  

I am thankful for my life and this beautiful world we live in.  If we would just "stop, look and listen",  we would see that our world is a kaleidoscope of color and drama.  It stimulates our five senses and sharpens our intuition, our sixth sense.  I am happy that now I have time to cultivate a few plants and  "smell the flowers", my small way of bonding with nature. 

The BIG blessing that we received this year, the most unexpected and pleasantly surprising is the birth of our grandson. After praying and hoping, our family's wish have been granted, you can't imagine our  joy and excitement!

"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

William Shakespeare, in Hamlet

These immortal words were written almost four hundred years ago, spoken by Hamlet after he saw his father's ghost in the castle hallway.  It is believed that he was talking about the mysteries of life and death.  

Why in heaven's name would I invoke Hamlet here, especially when I'm talking about being grateful?  Well, speaking of life's mysteries, who would have dreamed that I can now talk or send a message to someone, anywhere in the world by just tapping a few buttons on a gadget as small as 2x3 inches or even as small as a watch?   I wouldn't have believed it then, if someone told me during my childhood; at a time when the only means of communication available was through telegraph, telephone available only in strategic cities and sending letters via the postal system.  I would have thought that impossible.  

Then afterwards, in more recent years, what I thought to be improvable then, which is possible now, was when I watched with amazement Michael Jay Fox used his credit card to pay for his cab fare in the movie Back to the Future. 

Isn't it wonderful to be living in this digital age when communication is done in a heartbeat?  It makes a "small world after all".   Within my  family, there is no other time that we bond as often;  two of our children live oceans apart from us, but we seem to be talking almost everyday, as if they just live around the corner.   I even know what my two daughters' families had for lunch or dinner, complete with pictures.  

Through FaceTime and in pictures e-mailed weekly, (which I always save in Dropbox), we observe my grandson's progress as he grows into a little boy.  I am also delighted every time my 9-year-old granddaughter says goodnight by sending me through WhatsApp cute little good nite pictures. 

Thanks to Wattpad, Kobo, and iBooks, I am enjoying my favorite past time again, reading as much novels as I want; and through blogspot.com, where I publish my blog, I found an outlet for self-expression. 

Digital communication aside, I am most happy that nowadays, my husband and I developed a good rhythm, no words necessary; never did we understand each other better than now;  and learn to accept each other's idiosyncrasies.  Is it because we are more relax now, there is no more pressure from work; or is it because we just mellowed with age?   Whatever the reason, our bond is stronger now thus together,  we are more apt to face life's challenges.  We also exercise together and enjoy our "happy hour" at Starbucks, content and comfortable in companionable silence as we sip our fraps and read the newspaper or a magazine, oblivious of the noise around us. 

I am thankful for my wealth of health, including that of my entire family.   At my age, I thank God that I am still equipped with more youthful energy, vitality and optimism.  Most people our age take a lot of maintenance medicine, I am lucky that I only take multi-vitamins.  Earlier on at work, I used to take headache medicine almost everyday.  Having my spinal column aligned by our chiropractor is also a blessing for my body heals itself to function properly.

 

I am thankful that our children are married to responsible, no-nonsense spouses, living sensible lives and are dedicated and faithful to their jobs, a good thing to be at a time when jobs are hard to come by.  Now that I see how they all turned out, I have no qualms that they will be fine for life. 

I am happy that I've reconnected with friends and relatives in my hometown.  After high school, I was pre-occupied with college then later on I focused on career, marriage and raising children that I haven't looked back.  Nowadays however, we are catching up and re-acquainting on Facebook.  Some are inviting me to their parties, old friends who now live abroad are visiting  and/or planning to meet up when they come home. 

This year I am excited that my younger daughter is spending Christmas with us along with her husband.  After she left to work abroad nine years ago; for one reason or another, she was unable to make it for Christmas. 

I can go on and on and this blog would be very long if I mention all my blessings this year; suffice it to say that there are a lot to be thankful for and that life is really wonderful.  

What about you, what are you thankful for?  

Remembering My Mama on Christmas

When Christmastime comes around every year, I can't help having mixed emotions; happy and sad at the same time since I remember my parents, especially my Mama; someone who is very loving, kind-hearted and selfless.  She always put us, her children before herself; she gives her all just to make us happy. 

It is during Christmastime that I remember her most because she plays the organ for the church choir.  I remember this clearly for she always tag me along during practice and during the mass that I memorized all the hymns, especially the Latin ones sung during the misa de gallo.  Again, my favorite is Pastores a Belen, sung in Spanish. 

But more than that, I also remember with longing how she made our home happy especially on Christmas.  She would tirelessly bake cakes, ( my favorite is the angel food cake);  cook the hanging dried leg of Chinese ham that boils for hours  and finishes it with sprinkled brown sugar and caramelize the top by pressing a blazing-hot steel butcher knife or steel ladle or turner on top.  I believe there was no torch then or maybe we just didn't have one. I also love her baked chicken-macaroni-Chinese sausage-tomato dish that tasted like heaven.  And her fruit salad is to die for!  She mixes raw egg yolks with nestle cream and some sugar to cans and cans of peaches and fruit cocktail. 

And that's not all, there were all the fruits: grapes, oranges and apples but the roasted chestnuts is my favorite.  Since my Papa love that so much as well, she buys a lot;  I remember gallons of chestnuts in reusable magnolia ice cream aluminum cans.  But the best is always served last, the big slab of torrones that she sliced into one-inch chunks that we had for desert and downed with muscatel.

We always had guests, even though we lived in my Papa's hometown, while my Mama came from Calixto Dico in Manila, still she made lots of friends, young and old, single and married.  They always come to our parties, and they had lots of fun, laughing and dancing till dawn.  She keeps the table filled with food and kept pouring drinks. 

But, let's go back to my Mama.  

Her passion is not really cooking, though she is excellent in that department, she loves reading.  When I was little, she subscribed to almost all the monthly women's magazine: Ladies Home Journal, Redbook, Good Housekeeping, Ladies Home Companion, Cosmopolitan, Harper's bazaar, House And Garden while my Papa had the Reader's Digest, Saturday Evening Post and Popular Mechanics.  Then there were also the weekly local magazines, Women's, Kislap and two others I can't recall.

Receiving these magazines from the postman (there were no local editions in the 50's), was like getting candy for my Papa and Mama.  The magazines are shipped and they came rolled in brown paper, and my papa would flatten it down by rolling it the opposite way.  

These magazines were just "appetizers" for they also read a lot of novels, their main menu.  I look back with sadness that they haven't lived today;  I would have gotten them both an iPad and downloaded lots and lots of ebooks for them. 

Later, when I was married, I would bring my Mama to the bookstore, aside from the restaurant where we went to eat,  that's all she wanted to go at the mall.  When I got my groceries, l left her at the bookstore to browse as long as she pleased.

One day, my nanny who had lots of friends in the village brought her to a neighbor's house with shelves and shelves of novels; she was so excited that when I got home from work she looked like she had just won the lottery:

"There are many shelves full of paperbacks and the owner said I can borrow as many and as long as I like, look what I got for a first batch", she told me showing about twenty books.  

When Christmas comes around every year, I really regret that my parents haven't lived longer, they passed away too soon, they were just in their early 60's.  It would have been my turn to prepare a sumptuous Christmas dinner for them.  It would have made me very happy to buy them all the books and magazines both ebooks or paperbacks alike.   Sad to say that I will never have that chance.   But they are always in my heart every Christmas and everyday of my life. 

"Merry Christmas Papa!, merry Christmas Mama!"

A Sneak Peek Into My Living Room

They say that "your home is you", but is this sea life motif really me?   Hardly!  I'm not a "fish in the water", I don't even know how to swim, that's why my husband and I seldom go to beach resorts.  The only thing I enjoy is walking barefoot on the sand and drinking cocktails by the beach or near the pool while reading a book. 

Because sea life is not me, I was at a loss earlier on how I was going to share this with you.  I thought I'd take my time since I needed to gather more inspiration. 

But hey! I recall now that my zodiac sign is "cancer", and surely, that may count for something, don't you think?  So I went ahead because this is my chance to showcase my blue-and-white ceramics as well as my seashells.  I've been attempting to do this for sometime now but I just couldn't figure out how; well, not until I saw a picture of both mixed together and voila! a light bulb clicked.

 "That's  it". 

This idea got me very excited that I immediately thought of doing a minor change in my living room.  At the same time, I was happy that I could finally use the starfish shells that my older daughter got me when her family vacationed in Shangrila, Mactan. 

After my initial draft, I felt self-conscious publishing it. 

"Mom, where's your blog on the star fish Christmas tree?",

my younger daughter; who looks out for my latest blog every weekend sent this iMessage.

"I changed my mind, publishing it feels like I'm bragging and it may not even be good enough, it may look mediocre to others", I replied.  She then messaged back: 

"Those who love you will appreciate it". 

This gave me a big boost, that I gathered enough courage to publish it.  However, if it is not what you expected; then just scroll quickly.  Do I sound like I'm lacking in self-confidence here?

This year, I thought I'd skip putting up my green garlands, my grape-vine blinkers, pine-cone wreaths, my brass Santa Claus sled, the glazed red and gold balls and silver-glittered Christmas ornaments; including the red tabletop merry-go-round and toy train that's supposed to go around the Christmas tree.  Instead I focused on the starfish, this being the "star" and the only thing that says: 

"It's Christmas!"

(This picture is copied from the Shangrila Resort and Spa advertisement)

So here it is,  come look!

There is light....

Nowadays there are a lot of very modern and interesting lighting fixtures to brighten up a room, but I still I like this antique-looking one with iridescent and opalescent Swarovski balls that scatter beams of sparkling brilliance around.  My husband thought it is nice to include it. 

My mantel: A curated clutter look.  

Every time I do an arrangement, I always  attempt to be minimalistic; heeding decorators who often say that "less is more".  The thing is, I tend to search for things around the house that I could incorporate in the mix so I often end up with "more is more".  But then an interior design expert said that "more is fabulous!".  So here I've done "so much more" again. 

The main event here is the pair of big shells on the floor, sandwiching the blue-and-white jar.  They came from my husband's ancestral home.  When my in-laws retired and went to live in Vancouver, my husband brought these two shells home. 

"When do you think your Mom got them?", I asked my husband. 

"I don't know, they were just there for as long as I remember", he replied. 

Since it's Christmas, I thought, I'd put my gifts along as well.

A Myriad of Stars

This bushida tree has ample little branches that hanging a lot of starfish is possible.  Again, my younger daughter said :

"I like the idea of the 'floating' starfish". You may wonder about the silvery-white "net" with tassels I put in to mimic a fishnet, I thought it added a nice touch. 

This is what my younger daughter saw when she said she likes the floating starfish. 

Picture perfect

This is my husband's corner. 

Someone said that: 

"a chair is only finished when someone sits on it".  

We love this wing chair, it is beautiful, well made, functional and worth every penny we paid for it.  When family and friends come visit, this is a favorite place to take a solo photo. 

Celadon passion

Most of my celadon collection are showcased here. I put grayish-silvery blue and Aqua throw pillows to mimic the silver sand and blue sky.  I see that they blend well with the celadon and they contrast with the brown leather couch. 

All's well with shell

Most people would put only a few things on their coffee table, perhaps at the most, they will put five, but for me again, there's more. I thought that this is also another place to put the blue-and-white vases with the shells again. 

Starfish obsession

This is a second coffee table which I placed right beside the bigger one. 

Serene green

This place has the best view of the house.  My husband likes to sit on one of these armchairs where he can see through the dining room and on towards our bedroom door. 

By the French Window

This sofa has the French window as its backdrop. Again, I added throw pillows to match the color of the sea and sky. Notice I did not put blue drapes as I intended earlier.  I feel that my alternate curtain looks like sand when hit by sunlight. 

Vibrantly orange

I love the vibrant colors of fall, and orange seems to be my color palate. I placed my orange vases here to match the large throw pillow as well as the two big oblong orange ornaments that hang on the dried twig, adorned with tiny orange flowers. This corner is an inviting place to sit alone. 

So, that's it folks. 

What do you think?  

Did I do justice to the sea life theme, even though it's not "really me"? 

Good or good, I'd appreciate your comments. 

I'm sure by now, most of us already adorned our homes with things we love; things that we feel comfortable and happy with.   Afterall, that's what makes a house a home.  

Merry Christmas everyone!