Driving Force

Within the last 40 days, I was literally busy with my work and with my family. I seldom scrap, I don't even bother to organize my stuff from the scrapfest. But almost every single day my DD never failed to encourage me to scrap with her plus the "nagging" - "Hello! Were you able to make a layout?" or like this " Come on, let's join this contest!" from my co LB Scrapaholics. They are really my driving forces, they know when to push me! With all these things, I was able to make 7 LOs - 4 of which were entered into online challenges, 2 as output for our June mini EB, 1 made during scrapfest. I'll post the pics later. Not bad after all, isn't it!

Glad to be Back!

Hi Everyone! Its been almost 40 days since I last posted here. I almost forgot my username and my password as well. Same holds true with my webshot account that I needed to request for my new password. Good thing there's no cobwebs here, yet! hehehe

Anyway, to get started, here's my latest LO (I'll post backwards to make things easier for me). I made this a couple of days ago in memory of my late sister - Ate Karen who died of cancer (Lymphoma) at the age of 29 in June 1993. I also entered this to Buzy Bee's Fancy Pants Challenge wherein as a requirement we need to incorporate the word "First" in the title and use FP papers, etc. I'm hesitant at first since I'm remembering my Ate and ironically used the FP PP Celebrate and About a Boy! Kaloka ba? Here's my LO:

Journaling: FIRST and foremost...
She’s my sister …. (by chance!)….
partner –in-crime, loyal roommate, accomplice, best bud, sidekick;
Then she became my friend (by heart!)…
confidant, a shoulder to cry on, mentor, somebody to turn to;
And finally she’s my angel (by fate)… for 15 years now.
When she died of cancer in 1993, I realized…
that life is short, but sweet for certain,
that love leaves a memory no one can steal,
that faith can withstand all pains,
and grief knits hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can.
Until this day, I draw strength from her, ask for her guidance, and shares joy with her.
She will always be my precious Ate, my dearest Ayen.

I do thank God for she lived and had been a part of me.