The Designers Chic

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Summer, mall and jewelries

Is summer almost over? It feels like it has just begun. The first few days of summer was wet and days of scattered thunderstorms. I must say, I did enjoy that week where we had the heat advisory. Weather felt like back home in my hometown Cebu, Philipines. Going to the mall feels nice to see all the summer clothes out on display. Summer is the only time I can really enjoy wearing short sleeved shirts. My daughter loves going to the mall and seeing other ladies walking around. She likes to admire what they are wearing and the jewelries they use to accessorize. Acessorizing is the key to making a very simple garment stand out. It doesn't have to be real, expensive jewelry. When I was still single I used to help my mom make fashion accessories. It's ironic that I know how accessories are made but I only have a handful of them. What I would like thou is a new engagement ring. Probably a bigger one? Nah, just a matching engagement ring and wedding band that fits my finger. There are so many jewelry store to choose from, is among one of the many stores. Hubby will have to surprise me one day. I'm not holding my breath, there are more important things we can focus on than jewelry. But, he knows I would love to receive jewelry. Maybe for our 10th anniversary?

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Ailing Grandma

I have just received bad news from home (Philippines). It seems that my grandmother "Lola", is ailing. There is no denying that my grandma is getting old. She misses my grandfather who passed away a year ago. They were each others bestfriend. I was told by my mom that Lola is getting weaker, she has lost a lot of weight and nobody is really taking care of her. You see, my grandma was the most caring, kind, generous and thoughtful person when she was still healthy. Now, she is becoming a shell of her former self. In my mind I can't seem to process my grief. I know in my heart I'm devastated by the news but I feel numb. I am in denial, I refuse to believe it. Therefor,I don't talk about it. I can't do that to my grandma. How I wish I could go home and take care of her before she passes away. My taking care of her will not even begin to pay for everything she has given me and my family. I miss her, I want to talk to her. I am a coward, I'm to afraid of my emotions. I miss her. If and when I do get a chance to see her again, I will beg for her forgiveness because I have forgotten her. I need to do my part in helping her out. If I cannot be there physically at least I can try and help monetarily. It won't be much but it is from the heart. I will be totally crushed if something happens to her. Not yet, I am not ready to loose her. Please Lord, watch over her.

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