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Friday, March 8, 2013

Inspired at the Laundromat, again.

Inspiration at the Laundrymat, again. Inspiration at the Laundrymat, again. Inspiration at the Laundrymat, again. Inspiration at the Laundrymat, again.

"Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple." -Dr. Seuss

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Thursday, January 3, 2013

I Found My Theme Word For 2013

Do you have a theme word for the New Year?  Having a theme word for the New Year might set your year in motion.  Give it a shot!  Start putting everything you have in the Universe!

My theme word for 2013 is -ANYWAY- as told by Mother Teresa.




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Monday, September 3, 2012

Getting Inspired At The Laundromat

It's funny how a trip to the laundromat inspired me to start taking "photos" again.  I really miss being in the darkroom.  B&W Instagrams B&W Instagrams B&W Instagrams

I can't stop thinking about our trip to the laundromat this morning.  (Who does that?)  Maybe my Grandma might be saying hi to me from beyond.  (Because I can't explain it any other way.)  Her Birthday just passed on August 26th, she's a Leo like me.  (After I published this, I looked up the Leo dates and my Grandma wasn't one!  I wonder why my Mom told me she was!)  It's sad I can't remember when she passed away (It's something like 18 years ago) - she was sickly, had diabetes and was on dialysis.  We were already living in Southern California and majority of our family was still on Guam - it was crazy expensive to fly out for her funeral so I didn't get to go.  Her death was tough for me since it was the biggest loss of life in my family and I couldn't even be there to say goodbye.  It has bothered me ever since.    

I remember when I was a little girl and would help her with laundry.  I secretly loved alone time with her and would jump to do it.  (Yeah, laundry.  Which I hate doing in my adult life.)  She had a clothesline outside and I would hand her clothespins, I loved the smell of her laundry.  Sun baked towels and hot Levi's buttons.  I remember all the times I would sneak a glance at her face with the sun shining down hard, she was a warrior.       

I don't think I've ever mourned her like I am today.  Finally.   

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