When I was a kid, I used to believe in Santa. That time around Christmas, Santa used to come to school. Santa would give out Christmas presents and reward the best performing and well-behaved students. I so loved that period. In preparation of the event, with our teachers’ help, we would make Christmas decorations and cards for our folks, rehearse Christmas carols, plays and poems…it was very fun. And I always looked forward to that time. Sometimes, I wish I were a kid so that I could go back to that period. That care-free period. That period of innocence. When your folks paid a sum of money for you to go color within boundaries, sing, eat and play around till they came to pick you up. When you took a long nap and everyone would be proud of you.
Anyways, now that I have grown up, I don’t believe in Santa anymore though I still want to.
But I still love and celebrate Christmas. Who doesn’t love Christmas anyway? There’s so much positive energy during that time of the year…smiles coming from everyone, being friendly is the norm, everyone is jolly… Christmas is such an amazing time of the year. Christmas brings a change of mood. It warms up people’s spirits. You walk around and see all the fairy lights and pretty decorations that make everything so colorful and jolly. The mere feeling that it is Christmas is enough to make anyone happy. The warmth that Christmas brings is something that is amazing to end the year with.
2017 has been a tough year for me, being super broke, drawing, taking bamboo weaving lessons and learning Chinese (nimehau), being broke, taking tailoring lessons, making art pieces. This year held some of the happiest and saddest moments I’ve ever experienced.
Here are my moments of 2017, in no particular order…
#Graduating: I can imagine myself the very first day I set foot on campus, completely unaware of what was waiting for me. If only I could go back and tell myself to take the nearest exit and run as far away as possible, I would. My college years were bad, but my senior year was incredibly terrible. Anyways in February, I finally graduated. With decent grades. Hooray.
#Being an aunt: With a grateful heart, appreciation to my dear sisters for making little humans in their lady parts, I wish to announce that this December, I became an aunt to 3 beautiful babies…Liam, Nathan and Ella Nia.
#Worst moment: Nursing a heartbreak. During the first months of this year, I was nursing a terrible heartache and felt horrible because he made me feel so inadequate. I had no self-respect and I’d abandoned myself. I was defeated by my own self, by my lack of self-worth and my own inability to find myself. I was completely out of touch with who I was. But eventually, hearts heel. Thankfully, I emerged out strong and realized how dumb I’d been. Now, a butterfly is emerging from the cold, dark cocoon it’s been hiding in.
#Best Angela moment: Making my first art piece (from scratch). One of my best friends was getting married. But I was super broke, that I couldn’t afford to buy her a wedding gift. My escape plan was to make her a wedding gift myself. So, I googled for ideas and started working on it. Et voilà, I had the perfect gift for her. And then my journey as an artist began.
#Best event: Kler’s baby shower. What’s a great way to celebrate a mum-to-be? Oh yeah, you guessed it. So, as our close friend, we thought of throwing a small baby shower for her. Vicki was the organizer of the event and I was in charge of decoration. And together, we made this…
Kler very much liked it all. So, it was a success.
A week later, Kler asked me to help her decorate the nursery. And I made her these…
#Weird moment: Completing my thesis was a frustrating struggle, but I finally made it and graduated *claps hands for myself* Then later to my surprise, my supervisor asked for a copy of my thesis, to present in a conference on cancer in Africa (AORTIC conference).
#Weird realization: After extensive research and consideration, I’m convinced that adulthood ain’t for me (I’m still mind blown that I’m an adult). I’m an arrested adolescent and I don’t have a care in the world. I believe I got into adulthood uneventfully, without notice and I’m still trying to figure out a way out of this.
#Thank you: Leopard has been besides me throughout this year, offering me a shoulder to cry on, always listening, even when tired. Without judging me. Leopard is genuinely concerned with the outcome of my life and I thank God for bringing Leopard into my life.
Leopard, this goes out to you. Thanks for being patient with me, for always putting up with me even when I was being a pain in the ass. And thanks for always being honest. I do really appreciate your time and tireless effort to make me smile. Thank you.
#Lessons of 2017
- To always choose myself over anything and everything.
- What got me here is what will get me there. As long as I show up every day, I can make it.
Happy 2018 y’all.