Protect The Lady (A dedication to women with breast cancer)

 

I was just playing around with my Adobe Illustrator with the thought that I want to make my vectors as beautiful as possible, everytime i doodle or to create a masterpiece there.

Because, i am now dreaming of becoming the Vector Gallery Moderator in DeviantART soon!

Well, while i was walking, i was thinking about this simple art and i want to dedicate this to all the women with breast cancers.

This is quite symbolical you know. The colors represent the diverse people with diverse personality and diverse beliefs but they have a harmonious relationship that will empower women especially those with breast cancers.

The colors symbolizes us, to those who care so much about them. we are there to protect them as what the title is all about.

Thy shades symbolizes the coolness of every woman because they will always be beautiful in my eyes. i so love the women around me. not because i am having a want-to-have relationship love. but the love that i am talking about is the love that can help me realize that i should work with them, that i should work for them so that i can also show how much i care for them :)

The woman, ofcourse, symbolizes every woman in the world. full of beauty and full of love and full of care

so to everyone, love the women around you :heart:

please pray for those with breast cancers too :)

till here!


xoxo,
Skeeper :D

10 Wishes

This is for a contest in DeviantART . Please take note that the persona in this memoir is a girl :D thank you

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I am 18.

I used to think about the memories I have in the past with you.

You. Yes you! You who gave me another reason to live, you who gave me another chance to be happy, and you who gave me another way of celebrating with others. Apart from this, are your wishes that I will keep forever, forever in my mind and forever in my heart.

It all started when we were in my birthday party when I was 8. We're still so little that time. I can still remember us playing in the garden, with other kids around us. I can still see the bubbles that the clowns play, I can still see my birthday cake as you helped me blew my magic candles, I can still remember the icing on your nose- then on my nose- then back at your nose. The emotions filled the gaps of our existence as I opened your gift to me and found out that it was a story book that I truly love. We went inside the house, sat in our sofa and made it our throne. Then as the day passed by, we read the story, page by page, word by word. Then up to that very moment is all I can remember, when the final words had been said, "And we lived happily ever after", well, of course, by you.

I started to walk as my phone kept on ringing. I don't even know what to do. All I can hear is the unending heartbeats that I feel. For the second time your brother's been calling, I still hesitated to answer it. But on the third time, what else can I do? What else can I think? Well, still, the memories that I have with you.

I got very excited with my first cellular phone when I was 9. That was just in my first thoughts I guess. I don't even think of any reason on why I should have it. So what I did, was to look at it the whole time, thinking of nothing as if it was only a blank wall that I can face the whole day. It is so blank that no one is texting or calling me that time. I placed my phone on top of the table when mom called me for dinner. All I thought was that the night will be my dullest birthday ever. But when I finished dinner, after we said our nightly prayers and yearly thanksgiving on my new year, I got my phone with the thought of setting the alarm for the next day, but it is up to that moment, where I realize that the moon is at its brightest glow, when I finally saw a text message coming from you, "I would just like to greet you a very happy birthday before I finish off the day."

I am now seated on a bench seeing the beautiful lake in front of me. I see the ducks lined up as they wave their squishy wet tails. Up above there is the endless horizon, giving me enough air for me to breathe so softly, so tenderly and so admiringly. I still have the memories here whenever I am with you.

My 10th birthday seems to be the most adventurous event of my life. the first birthday that I am not with my own family as our class decided to have a field trip up in the lakeside, 3 towns away from ours. I dropped down my bag to drink some water. You helped me build my tent, and then offered your lunch to me as you said, Sorry. This is all I can give for now. Soon, I'll have something for you. I promise. Happy birthday."

I got some of our favorite chips inside my bag and I'm eating it now as the wind's caressing my whole body. Out of nowhere came to the point where I felt your presence in my mind.

I can still remember when my parents invited your parents to join us in the restaurant for my 11th birthday dinner. We were very happy because many times, we were always there for each other especially on my very special day. We ordered our favorite pasta dish and favorite flavored ice creams. When the food already came, dad asked you to lead the prayer. And I felt silent after I hear the words "May this grace will give my friend the strength for the fruitful years to come. Amen."

I started to pick up flowers from the rose bushes nearby the benches. I called your brother and told him to give the ordered flowers to some random person he will see along the way. I felt awkward for not being able to think of what you like most in life. Then I remembered the thing that happened on my 12th birthday when we were in our garden, weeding and picking up roses.

I thought that was a worm. That little creature is so disgusting for me before. I really hate the brown and hairy body of that creepy crawler. I was about to spank it with my slippers when you suddenly grabbed my hand with your hand and stopped me. You picked a rose, let that creepy crawler crawl onto that and put it on the rose bush. I don't know if you're crazy that time or something but what I loved the most is that thing that you said to me after that, "It's not a worm. It's a caterpillar." You pointed a butterfly from a distance; we looked at it closely as it flew from one flower to a flower. It made me happy. Then, you picked another rose, removed the thorns, cut the stem into a small one and place it on my ears and said, "Someday, I know you'll crawl into this rose and be a butterfly soon. May you find the perfect butterfly in your life."

Your brother just arrived in the lakeside just after I picked the roses. I went straight to the car and I am now neatly removing the thorns found on the stem of the roses that I am holding now, the very same thing that we used to do ever since. Just after I removed everything, I just sat down quietly and gently closed my eyes and eventually fell asleep.

It was my 13th birthday. It's 4 am and I heard singing voices accompanied by a guitar. At first thought, I thought that I was just dreaming or it was just some of our disturbing neighbors who always sing with the karaoke until dawn. Isn't that annoying? Yes! it was. And it is until now. But then, I realized that those people were singing the Happy Birthday song. I immediately went out from bed and went straight to my room balcony. And to my surprised, I see candles everywhere- on my rails, in the garden, lanterns all lighted up, and every person, my classmate and family, each holding a candle for me. They're singing endless happy birthday songs for me. I had tears in my eyes on that very special early morn. It's one of the most amazing birthdays I had in my entire life! When the singing and merry making were already done, everyone started to enter the house and ate the simple food that my family prepared the night before. Well, my family really loves to surprise me. I thought it was my mom's idea since she always surprises us. Just as everyone were starting to leave, you talked to me for a while and said, "I hope you enjoyed my early surprise for you." I felt very happy that it was you who initiated that surprise. I was very touched with what you did and with what you said that you did that because, "I just want you to be happy."

We are now approaching the city proper and I am so excited to go to the other side of the country- our destination. I would like to see the freshness of nature again. Not here in the city, I always see pollution, dusts, smokes and traffics.

It was during my 14th birthday when your brother offered to accompany us to buy the things that we will offer for the Sunday mass. You went to our house early in the morning and you were surprised to see me in my attire, ready to go already. We had a good laugh since you always call me Slowpoke because of my super slow motion. It was already 7 o'clock in the morning that time and the traffic was already extreme. We got bored that we decided to think about the things that we will buy. We agreed to buy this and to buy that and we were already okay that time. As we were conversing that time, a young boy knocked through the car window, begging for some money. You asked for some change from your brother and gave it to the boy. I can still remember saying to you that we should not tolerate their actions for just asking because they need to earn for a living. But then, you told me that maybe, they're just still on the wrong track but you were so optimistic that time that they will change for the better sooner or later. I asked you again on why are you doing that thing. And you gave me a simple answer of, "Because that can make me happy."

At last, we are now leaving the city proper and we are now entering the rural area of our vicinity. Your brother offered me a drink and I am now drinking it. This is so refreshing. We are now talking for some things. And eventually, we came to the point where we were talking about Visas.

I was expecting that my Visa will be approved on my 15th birthday or days after my 15th birthday. I was really excited that time because I really want to go to the United States of America to meet my relatives there whom I haven't seen for so long. You were also excited for me that time. With your excitement, I can still remember that you always text me and call me so that you will be updated if my Visa is already okay or not yet. We were eating that time in our house when my Father approached me and told me about the sad news that my Visa was not successfully processed. My feelings went extremely down. After all the excitement that I had before, I felt that I was already hopeless that time. You accompanied me outside our house to take a deep breath in the garden and talked to me about some things. You told me that I should not cry. But what else can I do? I've been wanting to go there already I said. After exchanging some words, you felt something strange and told me to call your dad. I asked you what the problem is. But you demanded that I should call your father at that very moment. I rushed inside the house, worrying about what's happening. I told that about what happened to you and he immediately rushed to the garden even if I am not yet done telling what happened. I called your dad but then, my dad and mom already took you to the hospital and I followed with your mother too. Are you over-reacting with the feelings that I have that time after my Visa was declined? That was the thing that comes into my mind that moment. But I still prayed for your fast recovery of whatever the reason is. After three days, you eventually went out from the hospital and I asked you what happened but you told me that it's just nothing and you added, "Don't rush on knowing things because they will eventually come to you at right place and at the right time."

Me and your brother are still conversing about the things that are happening to our lives lately. We're now talking about some of the "What-Ifs" of our lives. So, I remembered you once again.

Just after a year later, we asked ourselves about the "What-Ifs" of our lives. I'm already 16 that time when we had one of the most serious talks in our entire lives. We tried answering if what if we're not friends? What if we're not this close? What if we were not born? There are still many things that I would like to add here but it will take me 10 years to write done everything as we were able to talk for about hours about those "What Ifs". What if… what if… what if… What if my Visa was approved? What will you do? That's the very thing that really tucked in my mind. "I will never miss you." I was shocked with your answer that time. I felt angry with you that time because after all the years of friendship, you will not miss me? How could such a friend like you do not miss a friend like me who is millions of miles apart? But then you added, "I will not miss you because in your heart, I will stay."

We are still driving and from what I can see from the road side is the ocean with a very tiny island from the very far stretch of the ocean. I wondered on what are the things that we can see there. I really want to go there and see for myself and discover many things regarding that island. This is exactly the same feelings when my visa got approved and I was able to go to US already a year after.
   

This is probably the most boring birthday of my life because you're not here with me for the first time. We were miles apart so we can never have neither lunch nor dinner or even just for us to talk personally. I was expecting that you will find an alternative. Maybe you'll greet me through chat or just send me an email. I eagerly waited for your greeting. I am already 17. And still no greetings from you yet. Where are you? Are you still even here? Answer me please. Are you still even here… with me?

At last. We are already here in the place where I can see and feel you again. I see mom standing there and dad together with her. Your mother approached me now as she welcomed me with a joyful hug because I just came back from the states and they all greeted me a very warm 18th birthday greeting. For a year, I've been longing to celebrate my 18th birthday with you since we were not together last year. And at last, I am here already with you. At last. I am already here, not to see you but rather, just to feel you.

I neatly placed the roses i picked for you in front of your picture. I can now see your face at last. Your picture, you're so thin there. I wonder why you are like that. But you know? I am really happy that we are together now. Not only we are together on my birthday but because, we are now sharing the same date of birth. There are more reasons to celebrate right? The day that I was born here on earth and your birthday that made you born there in Heaven.

Happy birthday to us dear.

But just as I was about to leave and be with my parent already, your dad approached me and gave me your letter dated three days before my birthday last year:

"My ultimate wish for you is for you to have a happily ever after story. I'm really praying that I can still greet you on your 17th birthday this year before I end up my heavenly days with you here on earth. Sorry. This is all I can give for now. Soon, in the second life, I'll have something for you. I promise. May this serve as a grace for you which will give you the strength for the fruitful years to come. May you find the perfect butterfly in your life. I just want you to be happy, because that alone can make me happy as I guide you from above. Don't rush on knowing things because they will eventually come to you at right place and at the right time. And remember, I will not miss you because in your heart, I will stay. And I hope that I am still there in your heart because I will always be your friend until the end…"

I didn't want to end up reading your birthday wishes for me. But for now, let me have the opportunity to say not only a wish for me but a promise for you until eternity, "i will continue to live for you. I promise. I will forever be with you."

Happy birthday to me and happy birthday and anniversary to you too.

Treat Me as Someone Else

It's been just months since I first met you. For the first few days, I acted like I don't know you. The feeling is just plain. We passed by the corridor without even waving our hands together or to just even take some time to smile. I don't even know your name. All I know is that you were someone who is new to our world. Someone whom I can never expect to be in my own little world.

But every time the day allows us to meet, the unexpected things come.  Every time I see you, the feeling of something grows as if I am a flower and you are the water and my reason that I am growing.

At my first thought, we still treat each other like strangers. 

But I hope that we'll treat each other as someone else.

Out of nowhere came, the time when I saw you standing alone while I am sitting here talking to my friends. I can still remember your innocent eyes looking at your phone, and then looking around, and back to your phone, as if you were just looking for the time for something to happen.

I can still remember my feelings that time. I wanted to call you and join us but, I was too shy. I feel like a puppet. Dangling around the elegant scene as I can see you glazing like the sun that shines so thin. Well, not as bright as I say, but bright enough to make my day.

I took a deep breath, gather some positive feelings around and called you. I spanked myself and asked myself, "Dang. Are you crazy?". I stopped for a while and took a good look for what I have done. But it was too late. You were already walking towards us, more specifically, towards me.

You sat down beside me and asked my name and I asked yours.

 From then on, we then treated each other as friends.

But I treated you as someone else.

Slowly, I started to unveil your character. Slowly, I am starting to see your very own self. From an innocent person into a more loving one. You trusted me so easily that you had shared many things to me. I started to feel something that made me feel happy. We spend many nights talking to each other. We spent countless hours, making fun, having some merry moments and being with each other even if we're a mile apart. You always open up my day and never ever failed to close my night as I say, "Sweet feeling. Thank you."

I know that I will be your guiding star but I don't know if you know that too.

You treated me as your big brother.

But I still treat you as someone else.

ENOUGH! I just want to share this thing to you. I love you from the bottom of my heart.

Now, can you treat me as someone else too? Someone whom you can call "Mine" forever?