January

One of my New Year's resolutions is to blog here daily.

... It's still January, anyway.

I used to blog regularly. Started out at pitas when it was the blog service of choice for bloggers ca. 2000, moved to Blogspot, tried Greymatter, shifted to Movable Type when it first went into beta, signed up with Livejournal (where I have numerous accounts), and tinkered around with Wordpress, Textpattern, etcetera. I have years worth of content, most of it crappy. This journal--run with Typepad--is supposed to be something like a fresh start, that is, in my advanced age, when I have presumably learned the ropes and would not be fumbling with my stage cues.

So I'd planned to write a detailed retrospective of 2007, complete with footnotes, annotations and moralizing section headings. Instead--and this is a reflection of what my life has been like in the past year--I'm posting something like  a meme c/o Mia. In true blogging fashion, anyhow.

2007 was such a crazy year for me, full of upheavals and apocalyptic (to me) changes. At some points I felt like my life was being drastically reconfigured, that I had somehow crossed over into a different universe.

In 2007 I have:

1. Lost my grandmother.
2. And several other relatives.
3. Plus three close friends.
4. Fell ill.
5. Been miserable.
6. Filled with self-doubt.
7. Struggled with getting RoD and other initiatives  on the right track.
8. Regained my sense of purpose.
9. And direction.
8. And determination.
10. Learned patience.
11. And fortitude.
12. Endured.
13. Made peace with myself.
14. ...
15. Started taking something like an intensive course in Philippine publishing.
16. Which has been an unexpected return of the drama which was my life in 2007.

And now I am:

1. Stronger than I have been for months.
2. Still grieving.
3. And yet finding that there is a certain kind of happiness in being alive.
4. Having fun with grad school.
5. Having fun with RoD.
7. Working.
8. As the editor of Filipiniana.net and WikiPilipinas (which I love).
9. Also editing magazines for National Book Store (ditto).
10. Doing a couple of other self-classified jobs (both of which involve more paper).

Ang corny.