Thursday, 27 August 2015

Those Rare Moments

Dear friends, if you read my last post, you would know that I'm currently taking one step at a time to find my groove back into blogging. Six months is quite a long hiatus and to be honest, I'm feeling a bit rusty. But hey, you must be wondering what I have been up to all this time, right? Well, other than the usual chaos at home, work has been as unpredictable as the weather. Some days I was quite successful, some days I was not. There were times when I got the strength to finish what I started, and there were also plenty of times when I just quit and walked away. But I kept going, because it's the only way I know how to deal with this.

So anyway, here is a peek into some of the good days. Fortunately, I can't show you the bad days because I usually couldn't even be bothered to pick up the camera....









So there you have it. A little account of some rare moments when I truly felt content during the past six months I have been missing.  I really hope things will start to pick up for me from now on and I'm determined to work hard on it. At least the way I know how.

Til next time! :)

Hugs,


Saturday, 22 August 2015

If Only a Simple Hello Would Do

I used to think that when you have been lost once, it would be quite unlikely to find yourself lost again. It just seems ridiculous to fall into in the same dark hole that you had crawled out of in the past. But in my case, apparently, it is possible.

Many of you may have noticed that I've disappeared into thin air since early this year. A day after my birthday to be exact. So much have happened, but so little have made much impact to keep me going inside. If things happen for a reason, then I wonder why many things fail to happen when I desperately need them to. That they're not meant to be? Has the world turned a cold shoulder on me? Perhaps life is a lesson that I'm never meant to understand completely...





And yet I keep going, no matter how exhausted I am. It feels like my dreams have been drained away to the very last drops of their existence and I'm hanging onto what is left of them. I keep telling myself that I can do this, forcing the last shreds of positive thoughts I have saved away somewhere in my mind. But like all thoughts, sometimes they just fade away.





So here I am. Still trying. Still searching for a tiny ray of light that hopefully will guide me out of this darkness. Forgive me for being silent all this time. It's never easy to face your problems, let alone share it with the world. So let this be a step, hopefully towards something good.

Much love,


Friday, 27 February 2015

Victorian Playtime

Sharing with you a collection of treasures inspired by the Victorian Era...
Please click the images to visit their links.








...and a new piece of drawing in my shop to wrap it up...


Wishing you plenty of inspirations for the rest of the week, dear friends... See you soon! :)

With love,