A Come Back…

I’ve been quite away from my blog…no recent posts…I don’t wanna look at the date I last blogged….
Have I been so busy?
Isn’t there barely any time to spare to post something?
Well, been quite time pressed, it’s like all minutes are taken up…

This >>>>… https://felicityshiro.wordpress.com/2011/02/05/my-blogmy-babymy-tot/
makes me like a bad momma who’ve neglected her baby…

I promise me to make time for blog…last year a time like this, I was so devoted to ‘a post a day’…As I resume to blogging, I may not do a post a day, but I’ll try as much as possible to be posting every so often…

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Why 12th December…?

 

So on 12 December 2010,
I started blogging…

Why 12th Dec?

It’s Kenya’s Independence Day,
I chose to celebrate that day,
Acquiring freedom of expression on this space,
After years of personal journaling,
It’s was time to share my thoughts here…
Whatever comes to mind…
That may or may not make sense…
I just post it out…

©Felicity

One Year On: Blog’s First Birthday…!

 

Last year a date as today,
I launched this blog…

A word here, a word there…
Lines were put down…
Together, the first post was created…
I was good to go…’Blogging here I come…’
I kind of announced…

One year on…
It’s Happy 1st Birthday to ‘felicityshiro.wordpress.com’!

A post after the other…
Now over 300 posts…this makes the 331st post!

©Felicity

Make Up Post2…

 

How did time just pass?
Did I get too occupied?
Did the day end too soon…?
Before I did what I needed to do?
What I committed to do daily in 2011?

Posting daily on this blog…
Is always delightful…

I make up for the day I missed,
I don’t wanna fail on my commitment…
I can back-date,As I post…

© Felicity ‘@FlicShis

Long After It’s Written…

 

For two days before yesterday I had posted something on emotions, then came the post about my hobby.
I think writing is so interesting. You may write something forget all about it, only for you to come across it so much later and surprise yourself by what you read that you had written and could barely remember. Come to think of some notes or mails you’ve ever written to persons who’ve been in your life, the entries in your diary-that diary that was only meant for your eyes, the text messages you’ve ever sent, n’ with Internet technology, the lines you’ve posted as your updates on social networks or even as comments when reacting to other people’s posts. All this make up writing.

If you were to see something you jotted down  so much later, what you most probably long forgot it, what would it evoke within you?

As I said about my scribblings wherever whenever, I get to stumble upon quite a number of interesting writings. They rouse all forms of emotions. Some will warm me up, serve as an inspiration, bringing a smile or even laughter, some will evoke sad memories, others will  get me really thinking….yet with others it a downright ‘What was I thinking writing this!?’

All are important though. The light, sweet writes will remind me of good things and happy times that happened thus be thankful. The sad ones reminds someone that there are low moments in life, and hence the need to appreciate good times. Still on the same, they remind someone that much as storms may show up, in one way or the other they are going to clear up. The unclear ones- the by the way writes- remind someone that,  sometimes everything is so hazed up and one can barely focus. They seem to be saying ‘that was then, nothing was adding up, but somehow, matters shaped themselves up. Thus now worry, things are going to come together and add up in some way’.

There are all varied emotions stirred up by written words, is the beauty of writing. That words can really touch a cord within someone, bringing about all emotions that there can be and concurrently conveying some message.

With all these in mind, I continue to like putting things down in writing.

Come to think of the Bible and all the wonderful writes you have read. If the persons who put down all the collections that we refer as the Bible, and the other wonderful books didn’t get down to writing it, would we have this great to reads? It’s through writing, putting thoughts into words and compiling them into something comprehensive form that we will get communicate to the future..those who come after us, but closer still, communicate within self and among ourselves when talking is not possible.

I thank God for the skill that is writing.

©Felicity

My All-Time Hobby…

 

Long before I started this blog where I’ve been sharing my mind via the posts I send here, I had been doing quite an amount of scribblings on whatever space  I could get, talk of paper, note books, book margins…as long as space is writable on, and I’d a pen at hand. At times with pen in hand, I’d get myself even writing on my palm or arm anything of interest that would come to mind, only for me to see the scribblings when I go to wash my hands! Then I’d not proceed with the hand-washing exercise but had to look for some place to transfer what’s on the hands lest it be washed off.

Throughout my being in school I did not like giving out my notebooks to fellow classmates lest they would come across some jots not meant for everyone, or worse still, they’d get to me asking what the writings on the sides or wherever were, whether they were related to the class notes…that would happen thanks to my illegible handwriting on those scribblings, crafted only for my eyes. I counted this ‘dirty’ / unclear handwriting as an advantage, since it’s not always  I would refuse to give out notes, for the sake of avoiding being labeled ‘mean’. Even if someone saw the margin writings, deciphering them would be difficult.Much as I kept to myself a lot~ ‘anti-social’, I was labeled yes but,  ‘mean with knowledge’ no. As a way above average student, I had to assist others a lot in most subjects.

Up to date even with this space active, I scribble any where I can. I will scribble on paper, on the hand, I may get a handbag/pocket notebook for something in particular like capturing the sermons but it’ll end up doubling up as scrap space  starting from the back pages. My class work writing pads  and course work texts books aren’t spared either!

Thanks to my mobile phone, I type stuff as a message or note, and save them. As a result, my phone’s ‘Draft Messages’ , ‘Saved Messages’ and notes folders,  are piled every other day when I’m on the move…

I  write anything that shows up in my mind be it a thought, observation, anything….Holding stuff in mind disturbs me. I also do very little talking if any, since most of the time I’m all alone in the house, and the time I’m with people around is so brief and occupied- my two hours at college lessons for weekdays- thus no talk time…My talking is through my postings on social networks, especially on twitter, my recently found love….But even when I am free with persons I can talk with and there is talk time, I talk very little, only when it’s very necessary…when it comes to talking, I  run short of what to say, but come to doing this, words just flow..I become unstoppable…

I think I can confidently term writing as a an all-time hobby that I’ve had for as long as I can remember. I’m thankful for this platform- Internet / Blog where I’m able to share my thoughts. I’m also grateful that I have the confidence to write and share.

The other day, I came across a well folded already discolored piece of paper containing some writes which I could date back to my teenage years, I even did not finish converting what I found there as posts to this space- that will be coming soon. This happening serves as evidence  that for so long, I’ve been engaging in this hobby, and it’s time I’ve really brought it out in the open, to share with the world, the world being you my reader who came across this. May be it’s an invaluable skill I have been sitting on for to long and it’s time I utilized it for something…

Writing is my all-time hobby, which has found it’s place in the ‘blogosphere’/ ‘blogsphere’ …who knows what I can do with it when it’s really sharpened? I’ll keep my hobby alive. Now, this is what we call a hobby, something you engage in at any opportunity….

I gladly thank God for this hobby, skill I’ve acquired over time which I can and I’m using to glorify Him….

©Felicity

My Blog,My Baby,My Tot…

 

Hours are full, time takes a flight,
That to-do list never runs out,
There’s always some task, incomplete…

In spite of that,
A baby is never forgotten, by its parent,
There will be time, no matter what,
Time for baby-parent…

Baby, Worry not,
You, I can’t neglect,
You are all I got,
With every passing date,
You, I will support,
At any available moment,
I’ll see you, doing great…

My blog, my baby, my tot,
For you, time I’ll create,
At any time, to you I’ll post,
Lacking something for you, not,
With you, I’ll always connect,
Together lets see where we’ll get…

Cheers! To My Baby, My Tot – This Blog!

© Felicity ‘@FlicShis

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