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Flowers and fruit are only the beginning.
In the seed lies the life and the future.
Marion Zimmer Bradley

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7Y11M ...

4Y ...

16Y ?

See how she attended a class ... she is still my 8Y iza.

When you become a mother, your life doubles.

When you become a mother, your heart divided.

When you become a mother, your time flew in a dual speed.

When you become a mother, your unimagined fears duplicate.

When you become a mother, your new depths of compassion pleat.

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2001

In these three and a half years, every post marks the growing of us ... both iza and I. It also records the evolving of a personal journal to a precious little network linking a few mothers and children together.

When I went over all the posts again from the very first post last night ... so many memories recalled. I enjoyed seeing how a little girl has grown into a little lady ... and i missed her bob hair. I laughed at her funny talks and weird thoughts. I am surprised how many lovely trips we've made. I treasure every piece of her artworks from doodles to "fine" sketches. I relish our little collection of books and little treasures. I see, a little more clear picture, after the many struggles in the mist ... This little journal has documented how my eyes cannot stay away from my child and am almost forgotten who i am.

I thank this blogland for easing off my panic in browsing over tremendous archives saved in my computer (which are now quite impossible to dig into) ... and, i accustom to be selective and more organized through posting.

Though i'm overwhelmed by the massive archives ... i still need to do the back up. It's a far too important task in this digital era ... (i lost 3 months of archives last Nov). As i did, one single file caught me ... it was there before iza was born. The images contained in the folder were scanned from positive films ... the days before we adopted digital cameras. It was a trip to Belgium, Amsterdam and Rotterdam in Jan 2001. Iza was not there ... i found my eyes are excited again by the architectures, structures, forms, lines, lights ... i am desperate for a pure architecture trip ... touring around the buildings of Le Corbusier ( i want to go Ronchamp again, and more ), Alvaro Siza, Carlo Scarpa, Santiago Calatrava, Tadao Ando, Kazuyo Sejima ...

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Lovely dots . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

A beautiful Polka Dots Jacket designed by yanyan of Suvi Ainoa . . .

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Today, i'm thrilled, i'm fluttered, i'm honored to be on the list of stylish blogger award handed out by Loraine of Grijs ... i've never dreamed of this!

Grijs collects beauty. Pure and minimal. The perceptive eye and sophisticated taste of Lorain is the drive of pulse of my design life.

My heartfelt thanks to Loraine!

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