Saturday, 21 November 2009

Dreaming of Christmas magic

Judging by the temperature outside (14° C in November and today we had a wasp in the living room, folks, come on!), winter is far away. However, the calendar knows no mercy, so December and Christmas time are getting nearer every day. I kinda started to dream of snow, white shiny snow with blue skies and sunshine...

Today a huge surprise was waiting for me in my inbox: my favourite designer MagicalReality Designs, who had already commented a few times on the layouts that I created with her kits, wrote me an email to congratulate me for my birthday, she even encouraged me a little bit seeing that I am in a pretty sad state of mind and then she offered me one of her kits as a birthday gift. Incredible! She made my day! Thanks again for your kind words and thoughts, Katherine!

Also, she has just brought out the second part of her kit called Winterlude and I was delighted to find out that she will generously donate the sales made until 20 December to a shelter home in Toronto. If you want to contribute as well (and of course get a gorgeous kit in return), it's available HERE.

Here is another layout that I made with this kit (part 1 and 2).

Winterlude by MagicalReality Designs
Photos and wordart by me

Wish upon a star

This is a page that I created for a challenge on one of my favourite scrapping galleries, Pickleberrypop.

Wish upon a star by NatashaNast Designs
Photos and wordart by me

Thursday, 19 November 2009

Happy Birthday to me

Today is my birthday...

The present that I give myself is this page, with a photo of me when I was 5 years old and had already lost that bright light that one can see in the eyes of happy children.

Peaceful feeling by NewlifeDreams Designs
Photo by unknown
Wordart by me

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Winter delight

Finally, the new winter kit by one of my favourite designers was in store on Monday and here is my first layout with it.

Winterlude by MagicalReality Designs
Photo and wordart by me

Sunday, 15 November 2009

We always walk alone

Just a few days ago, football Germany was shattered by the death of its national goalkeeper, Robert Enke, who was only 32 years old. The tragedy is that he killed himself by throwing himself in front of a coming train.

After his death it came out that he had been suffering from serious depressions for more than 6 years, that in 2006 his agony had been aggravated beyond imagination by the death of his then 2 year old little daughter and that only a few days before his suicide he had refused to be taken into stationary professional care because he was afraid he would lose his second little daughter (that he and his wife had adopted half a year ago) and also his football career. Now he lost both. He lost everything.

Nobody except his wife and therapist really knew how unhappy and tortured Robert Enke was. How was it possible? Well, it is possible in a cold selfish world, where everybody only cares about themselves and do not see beyond their own nose or interest, where empathy and sympathy are just empty words.

If somebody (anybody!!) would have shown the slightest real interest in his emotional problems, I am sure Enke would have felt and behaved differently. But the (football) world wants heroes, it demands strong, leading personalities, people that they can admire and identify with! The (football) world doesn't allow weaknesses!

Who remembers how fast Sebastian Deisler's career ended after he started talking publicly about his depressions? Luckily for Deisler, he was strong enough to realize that football wasn't his entire life! In Enke's case, everybody keeps repeating the same clichées, how football was the only thing that gave him a sense of meaning (!!!), that it was his life elixir (!!). How sad, to have to depend on performance and professional achievements in order to feel whole, to feel liked and respected by others. The other side of the medal is, of course, that you KNOW that in this cruel and heartless world nobody will give a damn about you anymore as soon as your performance fails. So it all just adds a new fear to all the old fears that you have to live with: the fear of failing those who "love" you for who you are when you wear the mask.

The ultimate fear that everybody would let him down should he dare to take down his mask is what killed Robert Enke in the end. Will anybody really learn something from this?

Gone too soon by NBK and Tempus Fugit
Photos by Action Press
Wordarts by me