1. Being Able to Celebrate Christmas
It's completely surreal to have a tree in our house and to have our home generously decorated with tinsel and glittering decor. This will be my first Christmas after two years of "mourning" and the first without my grandfather. Recalling how we'd used to celebrate with a grand banquet accompanied by operatic Chinese karaoke really brings tears and strong emotions to light. It's never going to be the same. But when we worry and we can't sleep, we count our blessings and I thank God for my family's health, the successes of my life and the pleasure of meaningful and laughter-filled friendships.
2. Friendships with a capital F
This entry will be piled with inside jokes and memories which I will cherish forever! In case it hasn't been said enough, I love you my friends, my work wives, porn sisters, old school and new school hoods, babies and little sisters and brothers and sons and fathers and mothers of liberty.
-F for FUUUUUUUUUU-- for that time we spent 2 hours looking for chicharon bulaklak at 9-11 in the evening and capped the night with our prize, 8.9 german beers, rice, leftover garlic-cheese pizza slices, oreos, kfc flavorshots and gravy, garlic tomato dip and potato chips.
-F for FONTANA. The kitchen misadventures, Jacob cosplays, inappropriate bed time conversations (how did I manage to talk about bull semen and cow farming?), olympic pool and hot tubs (pare ito pala ang pakiramdam ng shabu shabu), comedic drinking cups, magical 90's ipod and CLARRISSSE!!!
-F for tomFoolery. Equating drinking vodka cruisers as social deviance and dinners out on a SCHOOL NIGHT, mahjong tutorials and nostalgic why's what's how's and LOLs
-F for Freedom. graduation, beach tripping, running from the rain, diving into a multicolored pool. Viola Guy. 8 years tears fears tenderness and love. Camera abuse, painting, band watching, exhibit loving, and food gasms.
these are merely some things that comprised a magical and unforgettable year that will forever be... dare I say it? Legendary.
3. Meeting one of my life's inspiration.
I've said this on my tumblr and it needs to be said again. Meeting James Jean is such a huge highlight for this year. It is perhaps the least of my expectations and yet it was so timely. Like God sent down a fuck yeah! from heaven just in time for my birthday and then I responded with a PREACH PREACH HALLELUJAH. Utterly humbling and such a valuable experience to have learned from his years of insight, aesthetic taste and working experience. This man is an incredible example of an individual who knows and does want he wants. And that sort of bliss is something very admirable and such a huge encouragement for any artist-fan's dreams of making it. His awe inspiring talent, kindness and actual presence is beyond moving and good lord there are not enough superlatives and adjectives to do him justice.
I am happy.
There is no greater joy than this feeling of absolute contentment. On this very moment my shoulders feel spent, my fingers are typing away despite the dried chunks of gesso stuck between my nails, my skirt is a grunge like galaxy of white flecks on dark blue fabric and my hair is pulled back in my usual messy work bun and I've never felt more refreshed and inspired. Grateful even! And full of Hope for each and every new day and the year to come.
What are YOU thankful for this year?