Monday, December 31, 2012

Project FEETrail [December 2012]: 2012 is not for the faint hearted.

I've completed my Project Feet Trail Project that I started early this year. I just didn't think that I would be ending it in this picture.

Here's my project photo during the holidays. This holiday we:


  • Did not have any Christmas tree or any Christmas decorations in the house. Just the old, year-long Christmas wreath hanging at the door, the same way Dad saw it the last time he was here.
  • Braved driving in the wee hours and late at night. 
  • Camped in a cemetery in lieu of going to Halloween parties - which will be the start of our new tradition.
  • Opened the gates of a closed cemetery, few days before Christmas  just so we can visit Dad. I used to be scared of the eerie aura of the cemetery but now I really don't care.



Last year I asked for the Top 5 intagible things that I wanted for Christmas, and you know what? It all came true. I guess that's the benefit of having a blog, you can always archive your musings or whatever  it is that you jot down and see if it made sense a year later. This year, I was asked what I wanted this Christmas. I was not able to respond, because I had a wish in mind and it was to turn back time, but I know it is impossible.

I've always been a little scared of all these stuff about the end of the world, when December 21 came, I was on my toes. But then, my father's death kicked the butts of all the End of the world hype. I started looking fear in the eye, telling it to screw it. I'm not very good at it, but heck, I'm doing it.

This year have broken me down, but in exchange, I got a whole new spirit. I believed in miracles because I am one. I am very, very grateful. Even though Dad is no longer with us, and as the eldest, I have to act fast and take the first step to accept that Christmas will never be the same, I know he will always have my back and he is always watching over us.

The year 2012 is not for the fain hearted but my spirit remain optimistic for 2013.




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