🎀 Our Birth Story 🎀

Our twin baby girls are four months old! I’ve been anticipating the time where I would be able to sit down and write their birth story. This is dedicated to all the twin parents, soon to be mommy’s and those eager to be mothers. Be encouraged and have faith. I pray that God will give you supernatural strength during this journey of motherhood.

Blogging with my girls.

Due to my “geriatric age” of 37 (oh, I’d hardly call 37 years of age old), and having PCOS (see previous post to learn all about it), my doctor gave me a referral to a fertility specialty doctor. I tried a few times to make an appointment with the fertility dept., and they were all booked. Come to find out, I was already pregnant. No fertility specialist needed! At my first OB/GYN ultrasound- Kaboom… find out we are pregnant with TWINS!!! Due to this thing called Covid, my husband wasn’t able to join me, and I had to go to all my OB appointments alone. Boo. Anyhow, we were still able to celebrate and rejoice!

“As you could imagine being a new mother to twin girls is no walk in the park, well maybe Jurassic Park!”

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  It6 days before our babies were born.

It was my first time being pregnant, and I was carrying twin babies! God is so good! I have always loved twins and one day hoped to have my very own twins. God made a way! We prayed and God answered. 

However, pregnancy for me was not as easy as some women make it seem. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes (needed to check my blood glucose levels 4x/day at home), and learned I had gallstones (was admitted to the hospital with acute cholecystitis during pregnancy) AND had postpartum hypertension (high blood pressures after giving birth). My pregnancy was considered high risk due to the above complications, my age, and a multiple pregnancy. Therefore, I had frequent appointments and monthly, then weekly ultrasounds to assess all three of us.

I knew I would deliver early simply due to having twins. My doctors told me if I didn’t go into labor by week 38, they would induce me. They asked if I wanted a scheduled C-section and I kindly denied. I was determined to have a vaginal delivery, with the epidural of course. That was the plan. 

I started having contractions around week 30 and I didn’t even know they were contractions. What do contractions feel like? They feel like really strong menstrual cramps… with the abdominal cramp getting stronger and lasting longer! I had a couple of false alarms and visited the OB triage at my hospital and was sent home. I was given instructions that when I was having regular contractions every 3-5 minutes, and they were getting stronger or if my water broke, I should return to triage. They would admit me when I was at least 4 cm.

You start pushing babies out when you are 10 cm.

Week 35. I started having contractions for a couple of days and they gradually started getting longer and stronger. On the 2nd day of contractions, I had a feeling these girls were coming soon. As the day progressed, I timed each contraction and they started getting stronger… They were now 5 minutes apart! I would check in regularly with my sisters who had both previously given birth multiple times, and I considered them experts in baby delivery. My sister said, “you’re in labor you need to go in!” I wasn’t in unbearable pain and thought to myself if this is what labor felt like. 

6pm: I arrived at the OB triage at my hospital. The doctor immediately assessed me and told the nurse that I was “at least 6cm and both babies were in vertex position“ (head down). I heard her whisper to the nurse that I was more than 6 cm, but that she didn’t want to rupture me. I immediately called my husband to leave work and come to the hospital. He needed to bring our luggage and the infant car seats. They said once he came to the hospital he couldn’t leave until I was discharged. So, I sent him a list of EVERYTHING to bring to the hospital. 

Back in the triage room, there was a sudden urgency to get me admitted into the Labor and Delivery Unit. About 3-4 nurses came in to help my nurse and get me moving. Immediately, I asked “may I have the epidural, please.” They asked once again about a c-section and I refused. The doctor gave me a couple of different scenarios of birth and received my consent. I made it clear I wanted a vaginal delivery unless it is a life threatening situation. They notified me that because I was having twins I would be delivering in the operating room (OR). All births of multiples were birthed in the OR, just in case. They wanted me out of triage and into my laboring room ASAP. After about an hour of getting my IV, giving me fluids and meds, labs, urine test, Covid test and making sure both babies were on the fetal monitors… I was moved to my new room.  

As the contractions escalated, the pain began to increase. I asked once again for the epidural. I knew that there was a cut off of receiving the epidural and I DID NOT want to miss my window of opportunity. I have witnessed laboring moms during my nursing school rotations who “missed the window” and were screaming in pain. I was traumatized from those sounds. My nurse advocated for me and repeatedly called Anesthesia stating,

“my patient is having twins and is VERY uncomfortable, please come as soon as possible!” 

Within minutes of arriving at my room, the anesthesiologist arrives to insert the epidural. At that same time my husband comes running in. I could tell he rushed in due to his shortness of breath and sweating. He was asked to wait in the bathroom of our room until the procedure was over.

After hearing stories from friends of how painful it was, I was somewhat scared to receive the epidural. I was having MAJOR contractions during the procedure, and did not feel the epidural as much as I felt those contractions. The epidural insertion wasn’t as painful as I had heard. It was a mere needle poke similar to that of a large, 18-gauge IV inserted in your hand.

Actually, the IV insertion was more painful than the epidural insertion.

Within minutes I began to feel relief and felt like I could breathe again.

“My husband was now by my side and everything felt so much better.” 

8pm: Once the epidural was placed, my OB came to check on me. I was 8 centimeters!!! Within less than two hours I went from 6 to 8 cm. We knew these girls were coming soon! The anxiety grew within my husband and I…

“We were soon going to meet our long-anticipated daughters and become parents.”

Our nurse reassured us that these babies were coming that night. We were instructed to get plenty of rest because we would need the energy. My husband was able to get a little rest, but I could not sleep. I was so excited, scared, and anxious in anticipation for the arrival of our girls. 

“I kept imagining their beautiful little faces whenever I felt afraid or was in pain.”

3am: My doctor now says I am 9 centimeters. You mean to tell me over 7 hours and I only gained 1 cm… really though?! She didn’t want to spontaneously rupture my membranes (break my water) due to a risk of infection, but gave me the option. I asked to wait and let nature take its course. After all, the girls will come when they are ready. Naturally.

4am: 10 centimeters!!! It’s game time! These girls are ready! Since my water hadn’t broken, my OB broke one of the sacs. My husband quickly updated our family to let them know the babies were coming! A few nurses ran in and wheeled my bed across the hall into the OR. I really wanted to give birth in the laboring room versus the scary and cold OR. There was a super bright round light right above my head, so I had my eyes closed. It was so bright! Immediately upon arriving at the OR, my nurse tells me to take a deep breath and give a big PUSH! One push, two pushes… my nurse tells me, “You’re a great pusher!” three pushes… “She’s almost here!” I hear my hubby make a gasping noise when he sees her head, “Ohhh… her head!” Four pushes… Here she is! Welcome to the world, our first born, Ramona!

The resident physician then stitched me up since I had some bleeding due to tears.

Now we are ready to push out Camila… The second water sac hadn’t ruptured, so the doctor manually ruptured it. I looked up to see a water splash and the doctor backing up to not let the water splash on her. I didn’t know I could start pushing without my water breaking! About three pushes later, here comes our little Camila! It was surreal. Both of our little baby girls were here, one weighing just under 5 lbs. and the other 5 lbs.! The physician proceeded to stitch me up yet again for tearing. Ouch!

Soon after that, my husband disappeared. Come to find out, he was placed in another room after feeling dizzy and lightheaded. He later told me that there were so many people in the room with a lot going on so he needed to rest.

Effects from the epidural gave me extreme cold chills (possibly also from the blood and fluid loss).

Heading home from hospital.

After a while, we were back in the recovery area until our room in the postpartum unit was ready. Whoa!!! What an adventure that was! We stuck to the plan! We had a vaginal delivery, and our babies were born healthy!

Day FOUR: After the babies had short stay in the NICU for the bili lights and IV fluids, we went home with both of our baby girls, our sweeties Ramona and Camila. God is so good. It’s been fun and tiresome. But, even with all the complications and scares, I would do it all over again. Just one look into my little girls’ eyes and I melt. My husband and I are both so in love.

“Parenthood is a love like no other.”

PCOS? Whattttt?!

Before I share my birthing story in a succeeding post, I would like to tell you how our newborn twins came to be and the struggles before they arrived. A few years ago, I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS). Many people do not understand what PCOS is and how it affects women. I would like to educate you on what it is based on information I retrieved from the Center for Disease Control (CDC) website. PCOS is when a woman has higher levels of androgens (male hormones that females also have), which can stop eggs from being released (ovulation). This can also cause irregular periods, acne, thinning hair, and excess hair growth on the face and body. Additionally, PCOS causes fertility issues for 6-12% of women (CDC.gov). 

According to the Center for Disease Control (CDC), PCOS is diagnosed if you have at least two of these three symptoms:

1. Irregular periods or no periods, caused from lack of ovulation
2. Higher than normal levels of male hormones that may result in excess hair on the face and body, acne, or thinning scalp hair
3. Multiple small cysts on the ovaries

I had all three of these symptoms and was diagnosed with PCOS. When I spoke with my husband of this diagnosis, we were mildly discouraged and discussed alternatives should we have problems getting pregnant. We thought it would be a challenge getting pregnant based on this issue as well as being “older” in age. However, we were pregnant after the third month of “trying.”

I write this as an encouragement for women in the same situation as I was. Being diagnosed with a syndrome that can cause fertility issues in women is disheartening for any aspiring mother. I am a living testimony that a diagnosis such as this one has no control over my child bearing status! Without a fertility specialist and with prayer, I was able to naturally get pregnant and give birth to healthy twin girls!

Adventures in Foster Parenting

Now that a couple weeks have passed since my first foster care placement has left to be reunified, I am able to write. I have thought and processed some of the lessons that I’ve learned while becoming a first time “instant parent.” I pray that you are encouraged and burdened for the vulnerable children that are among us. This learning process has taught me so much about myself and about children experiencing trauma. My heart continues to ache for our next generation of leaders, president, doctors… etc.

First, let’s begin by looking at the facts and stats:

From the Alliance of Children’s Rights:

• • 30,000 children are currently in foster care in Los Angeles County.
  • 1,400 children in foster care in L.A. are awaiting adoptive families.*
  • 38% of all children in foster care in California reside in Los Angeles County
  • Those between infancy and age 3 are most likely to experience a recurrence.
  • Only 58% of young people in foster care graduate from high school.
  • Only 3% graduate from college.
  • Half of all young adults who age out of foster care end up homeless or incarcerated.
  • Teen girls in foster care are 2.5 times more likely to become pregnant by age 19.

*from CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocates)

Some of the lessons I have learned:

1. Motherhood: The most selfless job a woman can have. Oftentimes, the role of a mother tends to be overwhelming more difficult than even an 8-5 job (for my stay-at-home mamas). Being a mama means putting someone else’s needs, wants, goals, & dreams before yours. A mother wants the best for her children and will raise them up to reach higher and sacrifice her own needs to excel the child. That is love.
2. Do not be quick to judge parents when you see children “acting out.” I was guilty of this before becoming a foster/resource parent. We can sometimes “assume” behaviors are due to poor parenting, lack of boundaries or discipline but, we need to consider the roots of it. Is the child Hungry? Tired? Afraid? Soiled Diaper? Or maybe it’s due to trauma that they’ve been exposed to. A serious event or memorable event of trauma will likely cause confusion, anxiety and stress on a little one. They sometimes do not know how to express their feelings and in turn, they may hit, bite, or shout…try getting to the root of the issue and work on that. Let’s not be quick to judge parents, you do not know their story (or what the child has gone through).
3. Help out your single parent friends. Choosing to be a single foster parent quite possibly has been one of my bravest choices. Many of us who do not yet have the honor of being a parent may not fully understand how difficult parenting, especially single parenting can be. A lot of hard work and challenges can occur while doing it all alone. Let’s be kind, put our own needs aside, for once, and offer to give me a break. I have had a supportive group of family and friends that have “relieved” me for a break when I needed it. I am super grateful for the help I received to ensure I had time for self-care, so that I can fully parent my little guy.
4. Seek counsel from wise experienced parents who have been there before. I really admire some superpower mothers and fathers who parent their children well. Take advice from them. Do not seek advice from people who cannot parent. It’s like Dave Ramsey says, “Do not get money advice from broke people.” Soak up what you can from wise and experienced parents. They are a valuable resource.
5. Being a resource foster parent is hard work.  You are working with Social Workers, Therapists, many medical/dental appointments, vaccine catch up, biological parents & grandparents, daycare, schools, court, monitored visits… and the list goes on. Keeping a binder with tabs to keep important information organized is a valuable asset. Keeping good records of the child will be beneficial for everyone you encounter.
6. Be Consistent. Change is difficult for many. So, imagine what the little one is experiencing. Try to maintain a schedule with them. Set boundaries and be consistent. The child may never had had these boundaries and you are helping them by staying true to your word, and therefore promoting trust.
7.  They repeat everything. Guard your tongue and repeat. Be careful how you speak to your child and in their presence. Please do not disrespect their bio parents for the situation they are in. The foster child WILL understand that you are bad mouthing their parents, someone they may very well love and miss.

There have been many more lessons along the way. One day at a time. Blessings.

Hong Kong, my favorite.

Hong Kong Disneyland is my favorite Disney park. Why? It is amazing! First of all, it is the smallest Disney “magic kingdom style” park having only 68 acres. That being said, I spent a total of about 7 hours at the park and encountered pretty much every attraction and seen every.single.show. Grant it, the weather was quite cold (about 30 degrees F), but I also went on Jan. 2nd, which was right after the 4 day holiday in HK and locals returned to work and school. Anyhow, it is very easy to get to by train. The train stop ends at Disney with a short walk in to the park. I purchased this ticket (as well as the Disney Shanghai ticket) on the app Klook. I saved a few bucks and it was easy and quick to scan the QRS code at the turnstile. The park opened fairly late, at 10am. I got there early, around 0915. You are allowed in the gate at 0930 (while waiting, Mickey and Minnie parade around and greet fans through the gates) and can hang out around Main Street- with the castle (and rest of the park) being blocked off by a huge rope until the 1000 opening. That gave me time to look at some shops, purchase my Disney gear and take photos before joining the many people running into the park at 1000 (yes, running-Disney lovers are serious about anything Disney).

One of the things I learned is that this Disney park only has 2 attractions that had a Fast Pass: Hyperspace Mountain and Winnie the Pooh; no Single rider options at this park either. I proceeded to Tomorrowland first to get the fast pass for Hyperspace Mountain then head over to Fantasyland to ride the very popular Winnie the Pooh attraction. I went on every ride in Fantasyland before watching the Story Book show in that land. That show completely and absolutely blew my mind, so much that I got teary eyed. It was my favorite show in ALL of the Disney parks. Another amazing show was the Lion King (shown also in Orlando), this show was a colorful and vibrant acrobat style musical filled with giant animals, etc. It was all that. The shows at Disney HK are primarily English, with a small mix of Chinese, which made it more enjoyable since I understood the language (English is spoken more in Hong Kong than Shangai-think History, HK was part of the UK up until 1997).

Another highlight that I absolutely completely loved about this park is Mystic Manor, which was another highlight at the park. It is the only park that has this attraction and is similar to the Haunted Mansion. This attraction was exquisitely elegant and was made so beautifully and was my favorite ride at this park. Of all the Disney parks, the HK Small World ride is the best. The ride was very much similar to the other parks but, the vibrant colors of this ride were fresh and new (might have been recently renovated). I also rode on the Disney Railroad through the park. It seemed to be a very popular attraction. Although it chucked slow, it definitely was
worth the ride to sit and relax after a long day of walking in the park. Another great part was the Iron Man Experience attraction in Tomorrowland. It is the only international park with this attraction (besides Disney World Orlando), and is very similar to the Star Tours ride, (well about identical) but with Iron Man theme. It was really cool and fun, but gave me motion sickness (rare occasion). The Grizzly Run ride was my favorite (compared to other Disney parks) at this park as well, it was fast and went backwards a couple times, and was oh so fun.

Now, for the food and shopping. As we all know, Disney parks are known for their high quality and fun meals. What I appreciate about this park (as well as Shanghai and Paris) is that you get a little more for your buck. Meals include about 4-5 items and also include a drink! Needless to say it is well worth the money for all the food received, and definitely full on the belly. Another great thing about this park was that before 1pm you receive 10 percent off your merchandise purchase! Yayyy!! I love a good discount. With that being said, saving some money allowed me to purchase a little extra goodies for my people back home. Some stores even offered some sale and clearance items which I know we all love. As I wrap up this post, I can now say that if you get the opportunity to visit this park, GO (like I say about all the parks)!

Adventures of Shanghai Disneyland

Ni hao!

Shanghai Disneyland is said to be the largest Disney “magic kingdom style” park (per Disney searches). Although it felt as though it had less attractions and had very open areas and spread out. This park is also the newest Disney park, which opened in 2016 and has the largest enchanted castle! This park was actually my least favorite Disney park overall, and I will share why. First of all, this park lacks some popular attractions that are known (and popular) to all the other Disney parks, in my opinion. There was no Haunted Mansion, Space Mountain (my all time fav) Small World, or a monorail or train! But, there are some positives aspects to this park that we did thoroughly enjoy. Visiting this park was also special because I got to enjoy it with my momma. She felt like a kid again course since it had been many years she had visited any Disney park.

Now, for my perspective review. First of all, the ride Tron (photo to left) is known only to Shanghai Disney, making it a special attraction. It is a massive indoor intergalactic coaster, similar to Space Mountain (and alternative at this park). The difference between Space Mountain and Tron is that in Tron you are more in a chair leaning forward on your belly. It was not as fast as I liked, but definitely a great attraction especially because it offered single rider which gave me no wait.  Win. A show that we thoroughly enjoyed, was the princess show in front of the castle stage (yes again, I said that with Disney Paris). Princesses are just so magical.  It was a short but an amazing show which featured Chinese dancers and theme, and of course it was in mainly Chinese, but not difficult to follow. This show exemplified the Disney princess’ in their environment in various scene changes.

Now, on to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride! Wow! Wow! Wowww! This attraction is
one of the top that I have seen in all of Disney. This attraction is simply mind blowing, from the 4D type scenes and graphics and design. This ride cannot, and I repeat CANNOT be missed! The Pirates stunt show just next to the ride was spectacular as well!

As for food, this park had probably the best meal I’ve had at all the parks. The seafood bowl. It was sinly (if that’s even a word) delicious. It was devouring and I may even have dreams of it. One thing experienced at this park and probably for the first and last time in a Disneyland park was that it snowed! Yes, it did…. I could not believe it snowed while at Disneyland. With that being said, obvi it was cold in the park, with everyone wearing winter coats, gloves and beanies… the whole works. The snow in the park though, was simply winterly magical. One thing that must be mentioned, this park has the fast pass, but it is only accessible through the app. I downloaded the HK Disney app while still home in California but since my internet service was poor
(and WiFi didn’t pick up), I was unable to use the fast pass option through the app (which was free as well). Overall, this park was fun~as Disney is always a good idea.

 

 

Disneyland, Paris. Yes, go there.

Salut!

Here is my first review of my international Disney Parks review. Disneyland Paris is the second largest “magic kingdom style” park (after Shanghai) and has 2 parks: Disneyland and Hollywood Studios. We chose to visit both parks in one day (hoping the lines wouldn’t be too crazy) and glad that we did. We went in the summer time and thought it would be busy (because that’s how it is in my home Disneyland, Anaheim). But, this park was sort of lonely and empty and we were able to go on pretty much every attraction in both parks in one day! Can you say win?! Now, this was the first international Disney park that I visited and I didn’t know what to expect (with language and culture differences). But, what I can say is that these two Disney parks in Paris have the prize for the best overall rides! Why? Because they go upside down!!! Yessss! Three coasters went upside down (to my surprise), and since I am a thrill seeking, roller coaster loving person, I was loving every singe moment of those coasters (Space Mountain, Indiana Jones, and Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster in Hollywood Studios).

Let’s talk about Hollywood Studios now. This park was very empty as we headed
there for only about the last 2 hours of the day and went to every attraction. A
highlight and one of a kind attraction there was the Ratatouille: A Recipe for Adventure ride! It was so fun, fresh and cannot be missed!

One thing I very much appreciated about this park is having 75% off clearance items at various stores! Yessss!!! Of
course, we took advantage of these low prices and I think I had about 3 bags filled with random Disney gear (which the stores held on to until the end of our visit). I asked an associate about this sale and she said it was only twice a year for a few days! Talk about being at the right place at the right time. Overall, Disneyland Paris and Hollywood Studios Paris were amazing parks to visit. If you ever plan to visit the oh so fun Paris, be sure to visit the Disney Parks-they are well worth the visit!

Au revoir!

What makes you feel young again?

Growing up in a home with sevens siblings had its ups and downs. As a family, we would have fun outings and activities, most of which were budget friendly for a large family. When I was a teenager, we took a road trip across the country from Southern California to Pennsylvania in our caravan. I was 16 years old at the time, a newly licensed driver and my parents gave me an opportunity to drive a bit, after my persistence of course. They told me it would be difficult due to the wind and driving a large van. After only a few short minutes of driving, I fired myself… hey I tried at least. That was a fun family adventure.

As a child, going to theme parks such as Disneyland was a luxury. Growing up in Southern California, there were many theme parks, but Disneyland was the best of all. Because it was expensive, especially with seven children, I can only remember one or two occasions going to the park (vaguely remember, because I was so young). One thing I do remember was the Disneyland was special and if we went there it was a special occasion. The photo to the left is of me at about 3 years old on the carousel at Disneyland.

Flash forward to about two years ago. After a few years of living on the east coast, I returned home to Southern California. I had a new job that I loved (working in Pediatrics for the first time) and finally felt financially and securely established. A friend and I (shout out to Crystal, the RN) decided to go to Disneyland Anaheim and get an annual pass. Now, this is something I thought I’d never do. I returned to a place I had not visited in over 20 years. When we first arrived to the park, my friend and I shared our experience and memories of Disney as children. We were in awe.

As soon as we walked in to Disneyland, we spotted Mickey Mouse and took some snaps with him. We both got teary-eyed because we returned to a special place, that as children brought so many fond memories. The inner child in me came out. Think about what things in your life bring you back to your youth. Now, for some of us, we may not have had a great childhood. But, moving forward you can make new memories bringing out the child in you!

While some of us grew up in a middle class society or our family barely made ends meet and struggled, we now know how to work hard to give our children (and future children) a life that we never imagined.

My love for travel and Disney then came together. I decided to visit every Disney park in the world. So, in the last six months, I have visited every international Disneyland Park: Paris, France (2 parks), Shanghai, China, Hong Kong, China, and Tokyo, Japan (2 parks). I also learned that many others have the desire to visit the worldwide parks, so I will write about each park (in the order that I visited) and share my experience at each Disney. My hopes is that is inspires you to keep dreaming and achieving your goals.

Nothing comes easy with out hard work.

 

 

 

Going going back back to Cali Cali

Happy New Year!!!  

A lot has happened in the past 1.5 years since I’ve last blogged. I moved back to L.A. and couldn’t be happier. After being in Philadelphia for 5 years I followed my heart and moved back to my hometown. It has now been exactly a year since I’ve moved back and I am loving it! I have an amazing career that I love and enjoy spending time with my family and friends here in the westside. I often miss my people back east but they are only a plane ride away.

Anyhow, moving back west was a big decision. After all, having moved across the country twice now, it is nothing I can’t conquer. Many of us are afraid to make moves in our lives; I am not specifically talking about getting up and moving across the country. Moving could be just taking that first step forward closer to achieving a goal or dream. All we need to do is start with a step. I too have struggled (am struggling) with taking such steps. It looks different for everyone. Whether it be going back to school, applying for that job we think we aren’t qualified for, moving in to your own apartment, or getting in to shape. Ultimately, it is up to you. We are our worst enemies. Let us stop listening to those lies (told to us by our alter ego selves) that we are less than able. Let’s make that step and keep on steppin’. To be continued…

I can’t keep calm, I passed NCLEX

I write this post with overwhelming joy to share that two weeks ago I graduated RN school. Today the results are in and I passed NCLEX. I am now a Registered Nurse, wow it feels good to say that. These past two days of waiting for result from state board have been gruesome, and when I say gruesome, I’m talking sweating spells, anxiety, worry, not to mention, GI disturbances (I’ll spare you the details).  Many of us know that the “waiting time” for anything important to us stretches our patience.  A couple days feels like forever!

Having worked in healthcare more than 11 years, two years as a nurse’s aid, and nine years as an LPN, I knew one day I would reach the next step and be closer to my goal. Many tears, sweat, and even blood was shed in the last 2 1/2 years of nursing school. It has not been an easy road to say the least. But, I knew if I worked hard enough, with God’s strength and family and friends support (very much needed), I knew anything was possible. Many people may not fully understand how much this means to me. I learned many years ago that God had a plan for my life. His plans for me were even greater than I could ever imagine. It took me a while to understand that. I wanted to quit. At times, I would not get the grades I wanted (even after all night study sessions), while sometimes working 40hr work weeks.  I felt defeated. Can I do this? It’s too stressful.. so much pressure. God says, “yes, you can.”

There are many times we go through trials and challenges, one after another, we feel worthless and powerless. But God says, “You are more than a conqueror.” We want to give up, then God says, “You can do this.” We want to say “I’m tired of fighting” and God says, ” I am your strength and comfort.” When we doubt ourselves, God is always there to remind us that we will overcome. Through challenges comes a greater level of faith and hope.  Faith that God will see us through this and hope for our future.

Today, I am grateful that I did not give up. Today, I am grateful for special people that love and support us even through our darkest times. Today,  I am happy for those who push through despite their opposition. Today, I am grateful for educators that continue to influence this generation and impart knowledge and wisdom for us to strive to give our best. It never gets easier, you just get stronger.

Goaaal!

Attend a professional soccer game, check. This past week, I had the opportunity to attend a Philadelphia Union soccer game. It was a blast! I’ve never been much in to futbol (soccer), but learned to appreciate the game. Worldwide, this is the most popular sport, and having attend a game now I see why. Goaaaal!!! The crowd yells and stands to cheer after our team makes a goal.

While watching the game, it seemed to me that soccer players are probably the most in shape athletes of all sports (not that I was checking them out or anything).

I am now looking forward to attending future games.

 

Be True And Carry On

Hello again. It’s been a while. I write this post while on a plane returning home from vacation. While on the plane, I watched a movie called, Man Up. I have never heard of this British film, but the name of the film caught my interest. Watching this movie really put some things about relationships into perspective. Towards the end of the movie, I found myself for possibly the first time ever on a plane ride, crying. Yes, I do cry at almost every movie I watch. But, watching this movie about love, gave me a sweet reminder that love is out there for me. As I sometimes think that true love will never happen for me, I am reminded in different ways and through people that it will come. It may look different for everyone, but I have hopes that anyone in a similar situation as myself will be given the desires of their heart in due time.

While God is still writing my love story, I will continue to follow my dreams and desires in life, striving to live life to the fullest, until that match for me finally makes his grand entrance. I am holding on to something that I know I will be thankful I waited for.

Is he tall, dark, and handsome, or is he the total opposite of what I could have ever imagined. I don’t know. But what I do know is that he’s out there, and he will find me when he is ready. I recently had a phone conversation with my father, who always seems to have the right words for me. I was speaking to him about my discouragement and frustrations about finding love. His response, “He’s out there. I don’t know where the hell he is, but he is out there”.
Many of us in similar situations can get frustrated or grow weary in waiting for something or someone we think may never come. Put your seat buckle tight and hold on for the ride because you will soon reach your destination. I put this out there, not for anyone to pity me for sometimes being inpatient on ever meeting Prince Charming to sweep me off my feet. But I share in all transparency because this is real life talk. No, it is not you. I strongly believe in God’s perfect timing and will for our lives. If we continue to stay true to who we are, everything will begin to fall in to place.

Be True and Carry On.

Adventures in Camp Nursing

Adventures in Camp Nursing

Shabbat Shalom. Well, it has been officially one week down (of three), working as a camp nurse. Is it fun?… of course it is! It has definitely been great learning new things about nursing, pediatrics, and about life. The best part of camp is the children, they are all pretty awesome. Honestly, I never imagined myself working in nursing with kids. But, patience is really getting a hold of me, which is super helpful in working with the little ones.

                What is it like working in camp nursing? It’s caring for a few hundred (up to 1000) campers and staff along with a few other nurses and a physician. Camp nursing calls for action packed days in the infirmary passing medications, triaging ill or injured children and staff, with the occasional emergent situation.

                In between shifts-what do we do? Have fun at camp! With what ever energy is left and not drained out, there is time to do all the fun stuff has to offer. For example, here are some of the things I enjoyed on site at camp in my free time: jet ski, archery, swimming pool, tennis, hike, petting zoo, and hang out with the awesome staff (many of which who are international-gotta love those accents)!

                One new thing learned this week: Lev, means heart in Hebrew. Oh, did I mention this is a Jewish camp. Learning a new culture has been fun as well. Was also able to participate in Shabbat services. So long for now. Stay tuned for more.

No one said it would be easy

 As I sit here on the rocks listening to the sounds of waterfalls in front of me, I hear the sweet soft words, “as the dear pants for the water so my soul longs after thee.” It’s been a little over a week or so since I’ve exited one of the roughest seasons. For the past few months I’ve reminded myself daily not to quit-that God did not bring me this far to leave me. This past semester of Nursing school had me tested and tried, and has taught (and reminded) me many lessons in life.

1. 1. Use your time wisely. As the weariness of school obligations, daily reading assignments (that I couldn’t keep up with), late night study sessions, amongst work schedule, not to mention social life (or lack thereof), and involvement in church fellowship, it is very difficult for us (well, I’m speaking of myself-but I’m sure we can all relate) to prioritize what matters most. But, it’s a must.
    

2. Don’t give up. Yes, we’ve all heard it time and time again. If it were in regards to school, or career choices, our home or family situation-do not give up! Breakthrough is just around the corner. It has to be a constant reminder to us, that there is light at the end of the dark tunnel. This season of trials and tribulation, disappointments, failures-it coming to an end. No more rolling through stop signs without getting a ticket (heard that in church service this morning). There was a time that I simply was just disappointed in myself, people were letting me down… there is a frustration for those of us that have dealt with this. But, in the midst of our frustrations-there is a sweet voice saying, “I love you no matter what, and you can do this.” We must remember our goals, passions, and mission that is set before us. We will finish this marathon of life-not as a quick sprint but in a process that we will be thankful for in the future.

No one said it would be easy-but it will be worth it.”

3.) Keep those close to you-near you. Remember your family and close friends are your support system. When we feel a state of isolation (may be good or bad), we must stay accountable. Talk to those close to your heart. It may be difficulty, or even humbling, but you will not regret it. It is in our darkest times that we learn to rely on those who care.

“Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.”

~James 1:12

Milking a Cow

Yay!! After an incredible weekend celebrating my little sisters wedding, I was able to milk a cow. The home we rented for the weekend was actually a Farm House located on a dairy farm, which in turn equalled being able to milk a cow!! I have to admit, it was a very weird feeling. But, a pretty cool thing to do. But, I don’t think I would consider doing it again, I guess I just prefer to purchase my milk by the gallon. If you have never milked a cow, I would highly consider you’d try it out, at least once. Check out the video link below.

 

 

💪Called to be Greater

As summer slowly approaches it’s end, and the Autumn breeze arises, I sit here, reflecting on the last few weeks of my summer break. Tomorrow, is a new day, and the first day of my next term of school. I am reflecting and processing the beginning of another season, that brings me closer to my dream.

This is why I became a nurse. Here is my story.

As a little girl, I have always wanted to become something great and make a difference in the world in any possible way. I always understood that there was more to life than the limited opportunities I was surrounded with. Growing up in Los Angeles, California, was not always about sunshine and surfing, as many would suggest. The city was also housed by gang members, druggies, and homeless. Many of whom, due to poor lifestyle choices and upbringing, would be entrapped in this lifestyle their whole life. When I was about 19 years old, I made one the biggest decisions in my life, I left LA and headed east, a decision that has forever changed my life and helped me become who I am today. I ended up in Lancaster, PA and settled in with my aunt, who had recently moved there as well. After the move, I quickly became involved in a local church as I knew I needed spiritual guidance to stay on track. I started working two jobs, and then enrolled in an LPN (Licensed Practical Nurse) program a few months later. You see, I didn’t always want to be a nurse. I wanted to follow my mothers footsteps and become a teacher. After some circumstances, I chose Nursing. After prayer, God was leading me in this direction, and then I knew I was Called to help care for the ill, the unwanted, the powerless, and spread the joy of the Lord that I was blessed with.

At about 23 yrs of age, I completed the LPN program, and continued to work in various settings as a practical nurse for 7 years leading me to today, where I strive for greater. I started the RN/BSN program, and grateful that this opportunity has finally come. I always wondered why it has taken me so long to reach this point. But, then I was quickened and reminded that sometimes one needs to “go through” some things in order to be at a better place, when certain opportunities arise. You see, these past few years, and in process to completing an RN program were rough. I battled stages of depression, abuse, feelings of no self worth, disappointment, anger, etc, but after 3 years of being on a straight and narrow path, the time is now. I choose to stay positive, and be an impact to everyone around me. I started to blog, where I share my heart, and in that with hopes of encouraging anyone and everyone who takes the time to read this.  It has been a challenge balancing school, work, church, community involvement, and school leadership team, but it has taught me how to balance everything that is important in my life.

Sometimes, opportunities are not just “handed” to us, we have to work for them. Diligence is key. I am encouraged that as I look back on growing up, everything has been a process. Life is like a ladder, and we must keep climbing up! Started as a scared 20 yr old working as a Nurse’s Aid in the hospital, to a competent LPN, and now looking forward to the future as an RN, and then grad school, and I could go on. But, despite all odds, I will become someone great. If I can encourage anyone with my story, remember that nothing worth having comes easy.

Be patient, and stay strong during the process, and keep in mind,

“it will be worth it.”

♻️Dying and Living

Greetings my fellow readers and bloggers! It’s been way too long since my last post. RN school has really taken most of my time these days, and as many of you know, it’s not easy tackling school, work, family, and church. But, we must take it one day at  a time. 

So, last week in class, we were asked by an instructor to write a couple paragraphs on our thoughts of end of life/death, since it is our lecture topic this week. Well, a couple paragraphs turned into 3 pages! The purpose of the reflective journal was not only just for her to read, but for us to check ourself, and see where our heart is with such a difficult topic for many. Below, I will post an exerpt from the paper, of my thoughts, and experience on dying. This is my story.                      ***Disclaimer, you may need tissues handy.*** 

  I used to wonder why bad things happen to good people. I used to blame God when things didn’t go the way I wanted them to. I used to blame myself, on why I didn’t reach out to more people. I used to…

            My brother Manny had just turned 31 years old, he loved to laugh, dance, and just have a good time. Anytime I was going through something rough, he would always make a joke, and always made things feel lighter. He was not perfect, but after all no one is. He was the life of the party, and filled with life! Growing up in Los Angeles was not always peaches and crème. Manny turned to other things that helped him cope with his environment. I was also living in L.A at the time, and our parents were living in rural West Virginia, where God had called them to pastor a church. Praise God for praying parents, who always encouraged and loved us no matter the poor choices we made.

            One day, my brother Manny decided to leave his old lifestyle and moved across the country to West Virginia. I was so excited for his decision to finally change, and told him I would drive him to the airport myself. I picked him up about 5am to head to the airport. I thought he wouldn’t’ be ready, or flake out, because it was such a huge move! I knocked on the window to his room, to find him wide-awake, and all he could do is share the excitment of his next move! I told him if he was ready to make this life changing decision, and he hesitantly and farsightedly said he was. He was also leaving his two young children, who he loved very much, in the care of their mother.

            He arrives to West Virginia, and quickly begins to get aquanted with his new home. He slowly made a 180 turn in his lifestyle choices. He quickly gets a job, and soon enough becomes a manager at a local fine dining restaurant. His life was falling into place. He starting to send any extra money he had, back home to California to his children, and started to attend church again. He paid off old parking tickets, therefore allowing him to get his drivers license, and purchase a vehicle. He was happy as can be. I was still in Los Angeles during this time but, I remember my sister calling me and telling me she took him to the DMV to get his drivers license. They asked him if he would like to be an organ donor. He asked them to clarify, not fully understanding what it meant. And so they explained to him, for example, if anything were to ever happen or say he would get in an accident, if we would like to donate his organs, and save another life. He quickly responded, “yes, I would save someone’s life.” The statement he made would foreshadow the events to take place a few months later.

            I was working nightshift in an acute Psych unit in a hospital in the L.A area. About 2am, I get a call from my mom, which was very strange to me, since it was 5am East Coast time, and wondered why she would be calling me so early. She begins to share that Manny was in a car accident, and from the trembling in her voice, I knew it was bad. She said that the doctors told my parents that they needed to call the family and have them come right away. I left work early, and got the first morning flight out to D.C the next morning.

            I get to the hospital, along with a few other family members who flew in, to find Manny in an ICU bed, lifeless. He was intubated with mechanical ventilation (life-support). I held his hand, and felt him say he was okay and at peace. At that moment I knew he was gone. With tears flowing down my face, I walked out the room and began to pray. My parents and family (I come from a family of ministers) prayed, and urgently sent messages out to all the pastors in our fellowship, and had everyone praying for a miracle. My family contended for a miracle, that only the hand of God can do. But, after a second EEG confirmed there was no brain activity, other decisions had to be made.

             Then, the Gift of Life Program came into place. MannyBoy was an organ donor. After a week long of tests, and keeping him alive on life support, he was to become a donor.

“You were born with the ability to change someone’s life, don’t ever waste it”.

            Early on Saturday morning, they would take him in the OR (Operating Room). We held Manny’s hand for one last time, and as his flaccid body lay on the bed at the doorway of the OR, we said our last goodbye.

            After he passed, my siblings and I went in his room, and took home with us some of his belongings. I took a couple of Manny’s Bob Marley shirts, and his favorite “Jager” shot glass. I began to step back into a lifestyle I am not proud of. I started taking pills, smoking cigarettes & pot, and “backslid.” I was angry, hurt, and had no self-esteem. I was mad at God, on how He would allow such thing to happen to Manny after he changed his life around. I blamed the two other girls in the car with him, the driver of the car, who was intoxicated. It was a difficult season. 

            One night before going out to a Hollywood club, I was taking shots in Manny’s shot glass, and as I was pounding them down, I heard Manny’s voice, “what are you doing to yourself…” My lifestyle of destruction behavior quickly changed. I began to go to church again and seeked God. God is my refuge and my strength, and through everything, He was always in the midst. Even in my darkest times, God was protecting me from the many poor decisions I was making.

            Two years later, my sis-in-law receives flowers from the young man who received Manny’s heart. Words cannot describe what this meant to my family. We were (and are) still healing from this. That a young man is now alive, and able to live life, because our Manny wanted to “save his life.”

            There have been many situations of death I have experienced. I can say it has gotten much easier throughout the years, but it is always something difficult to go through. About 5 years ago, while working on a Med/Surg floor, I lost a patient, and held his hand as he took his last breath and went to be with the Lord. I have also had family members pass away related to drug use/misuse.  Death is never an easy thing to go through. I can honestly say that like myself, many have doubted God, when these heartbreaking situations occur. The sad truth is often times, healthcare workers and other professions become “numb” to dying, as we see it all around us. 

             A couple weeks ago, during my OR clinical rotation for school, I was blessed to be able to witness first hand, an organ harvest/transplant surgery. Having seeing that, it has even more so brought awareness of the value of being an organ donor. My hope is that everyone would consider being one too. 

So, here I am almost 4 years later since Manny went to heaven. I have been set-free, and delivered from depression/suicide thoughts, drug abuse, and promiscuity. I am studying to become what God has ordained for me to be. That despite all circumstances, and hindrances, I will reach my goal. My prayer is that people will see the light, and know that God is in control. Amen.

 

For more info on becoming an organ donor: 

http://www.organdonor.gov/becomingdonor/

 

🔭Destiny Vs. Rear View Mirror

        Recently, I was introduced to the much acclaimed show called,  The Walking Dead. There’s something about the zombie apocalypse and a captivating storyline to keep the viewer on the edge of their seat!  On the contrary,  I must admit, for a while now I’ve chosen to adopt the “no watching tv” concept. Although on occasion, I tune in to some shows (view via iPhone apps). Anyhow, it doesn’t really matter why I’ve chosen to opt out of television (for such a time as this, at least). But just know this, I’ve chosen to explore other avenues to occupy my free time.

       Back to TWD… in the show, they often speak of, not looking back, or “don’t look back.”  This is primary to the fact that if one does look back, it will slow you down and therefore increase your odds of getting bit, or killed. In watching this show, I am reminded about life itself. How many times have we heard people say, “your past does not define you” or “keep looking ahead, things will get better.” The way I comprehend it is that we should remember where we came from, and look forward to where  we’re going in the direction God is leading us.

Often times, we tend to look at our past in regret, instead of with appreciation for how far we have come. It may be difficult for us to keep looking ahead, if our mind is so fogged in our past. I say this with humility, knowing that I too have been guilty of this.

About a year ago, I had some issues with one of the side view mirrors of my car.  Within a couple days of eachother,  I replaced the mirror twice. The first time the mirror “broke”, it was knocked off by another driver. After being repaired it was replaced by a new mirror, and that very same day, it was struck by a bike rider who was riding too close to me.  I found it odd in wondering how this continuously happened to my poor Stevie Wonder (my Toyota Camry, yes, I named my car).

As I sat and reflected on this car issue, the Lord began to speak to me on why this mirror kept  “falling off” or “breaking.”  You see, the mirror breaking was a physical manifestation of what my spiritual being was being dealt with. In the spiritual, I was dwelling on my past. Condemnation tried to sneak in a peak and remind me of who I was before Christ. I reflected back and thought about the what-if’s (why this did or didn’t happen).  God was showing me that there needed to be a “break” in how I viewed my past. Then, I was reminded of the scripture, “Therefore, there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus”-Romans 8:1.

When looking at a mirror, you see a reflection of yourself. But, when you look through a rear-view mirror, you are looking at what’s behind you. Now, I’m not saying we should all ignore the rules of driving and not look through our rear-view mirrors. But, The Lord is telling us to stop looking at the past in regret or shame. Isaiah 43:18-19 says, “Just because the past taps you on the shoulder, doesn’t mean you have to look back.” For many of us, our past is not the most desirable and safe place we would like to be in again. When I think back on how far God has brought me, and all He has carried me through, it has only been by His grace that He has kept me. Looking back in regret is not how God wants us to view our past. Let us look forward on to the great things God has planned for us, our destiny. When we stay in His will, He will give us everything we desire and more. Our hopes, dreams, and deepest desires will come to pass as we continue to remain obedient to the plans He has set before us. Be encouraged and look forward, not back. Blessings.

❤️Thirty things I’ve learned at 30

  

  Thirty things I have learned at 30

      By, Norma Renteria

 Today is November 13, 2013, and it is my birthday. I am now 30 years young. My twenties were quite an adventure. I’ve learned and grown so much, practically and spiritually. God has revealed so much to me, bringing things to light in my life that I never realized before. I took some time to sit down, and reflect on some things I have learned in life thus far. I pray this encourages you.

1. LIVE-LAUGH-LOVE-Live life like it’s your last day, Laugh so hard you pee your pants, and Love as Christ has loved you.                                                                             

2. I cannot “do it all.”  Let your “Yes be YES, and your No be NO.” ~James 5:12    Do not overwhelm yourself with commitments you can’t keep. Be a person of your word, integrity.                                                                                 

3. People cannot read your mind, so share from the heart. Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes. BAM.

4. Always give your full attention to whomever is in front of you. Look at people in the eyes when you are talking to them. Put your cell phone away, its rude to be glued to your phone in the company of others (I’m still learning this).

5. Ignore the small stuff. Give them a break. Sometimes, it’s the little things built up to cause disaster. This is has been especially difficult for OCD people such as myself.

6. Do your best. “Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord.” ~Colossians 3:23.  Show up; Give 100% of what you can give that day.

7. Be a Risk-Taker. Be brave and take risks.  You will not regret the things you did, but those you did not do.

8. Finding your passion is important.  My passion is Loving God and Loving People. Strive to please God. ~Nursing-Family~ Live to Love.

9. Relationships matter.  I’ve learned not to isolate myself. Stay connected, through the good times and bad.

10. The past does not equal the future. “A slip of the foot you may soon recover, but a slip of the tongue you may never get over.” You can’t change the past, so it’s important to focus on the present. Your Past Does Not Dictate Your Future.

11. It’s OK to wait.  We don’t need to hurry. Sometimes it’s okay to wait a little longer for something. Enjoy the journey. God’s Timing is always perfect.

12. Don’t believe everything you think and feel. Don’t over think. The enemy will sometimes distort things, causing you to feel contrary to what you stand for and believe. Pray and ask God for clarity.

13. There is a definition of love. Here it is: 1 Corinthians 13:4-7, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.”

14. Change is good. Change is an uncomfortable thing because we are creatures of habit and comfort.  “How will you ever discover new waters, if you’re afraid to leave the dock.”  So if you’re too comfortable it means you’re not growing. Change=Growth

15. Be transparent. You can’t grow and get help if you’re not honest with yourself and others. Concealing your reality stunts growth and prevents true change. Every meaningful relationship requires transparency and openness.

16. Don’t let anyone or anything define you. My identity is in Christ.  I’m nothing in myself, but I’m grateful that I know who I am in Him!

17. TRUE BEAUTY: God loves me the way I am! I am fearfully and wonderfully made ...“the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight”, 1 Peter 3:4.

18. Who ever said, “you can have it all”… You can’t have everything without sacrificing something. So figure out what means the most to you and then prioritize.

19. Live a life serving others. Take the focus off of yourself and find out what you can do for someone else on a daily basis. That is True Joy!

20. Travel, NOW!  God has created such beautiful world we live in! It would be a shame for us not to embrace His goodness. Save $, Travel, and Explore! Bon Voyage!

21. Learn from your mistakes. Don’t keep doing the same thing over and over again expecting a different result. Albert Einstein defined this as insanity. Enough said.

22. Have a teachable spirit. Allow loved ones to correct you and tell you about yourself. Correction doesn’t feel good, but it is necessary for growth.

23. Don’t stress, don’t be anxious, and don’t worry. “Don’t worry about a thing, ‘Cause every little thing gonna be all right” (in my Bob Marley voice).

24. Don’t complain. Instead, give Praise and give Thanks!  I used to complain a lot, until I learned that the root of complaining was selfishness and ungratefulness. Ouch.

25. There is beauty in simplicity.  Less is more! It teaches you to appreciate every little thing!  Sometimes, the simplest things in life have greater value. Enjoy the simple things in life.

26. Do not make big decisions (or write important emails/texts) after 10pm.  This may not be the wisest choice. Sleeping on it is always a good idea.

27. God’s not dead, He is surely alive. His spirit is living in me! My body is a temple of the Holy Spirit and I must treat it with the highest utmost respect.

28. Forgive, period.

29. Eat when you are hungry and sleep when you are sleepy. Lack of both of those is no bueno. It leads to a moody, rude, and ignorant person. Trust me I know (I’m referring to myself).

30. I am so ready for my thirties!  I’ve loved most of my 20s, but am really looking forward to this new decade.  So bring it on, 30s!

The Best is Yet to Come!

😁👍Last Day in My 20s

Stories from my 20s:

2003-2013

I have lived an amazing past decade.

At 20: I became a homeowner, and bought my first duplex. Raised my first Boxer puppy,  Carter.

At 21: Went back to school and became a full-time student, while working 2 jobs.  Learned to lean on Jehova-jireh, my Provider.

At 22: Went on a Medical Mission Trip to Central America, and my life was forever marked.

At 23: Learned to water ski. Graduated from nursing school, passed boards, and became a Licensed Practical Nurse.

At 24: Visited La Isla Del Encanto, Puerto Rico. Was maid-of -honor at my younger sisters wedding.

At 25:  Left the east coast, and moved back home to L.A. Fell in love with Walt Disney World, Orlando as I visited for the 1st time. Played the slot machines for the first time in Vegas.

At 26: Delivered from depression and suicide thoughts. Begin working in an Acute Psychiatric Unit.

At 27: Moved from  Southern California to the City of Brotherly Love, Philadelphia. Became free from alcohol, drugs, and smoking.  Rededicated my life to Christ. Started working my travel nurse job, that flew me all over the U.S (first-class). Tasted interesting creatures for the first time (snails, frog legs, alligator).

At 28: Got baptized (again), Baptized in the Holy Spirit, Committed myself to Christ to abstain and stay pure until my wedding day. Went sky-diving. Ran the Philadelphia Marathon. Wrote my 30 by 30 list, and started my blog (this one) : ) Started working for UPenn.

At 29: Went on my first cruise to the Bahamas. Able to witness my niece, Alegria Jubilee being born (one of the most precious moments of my life).

Last day in my 20’s: All I can say is, “Wow.”

I am sitting in my office at work, looking out the window to the colorful fall foliage (today, we received our first snow flurry of the season).  I am in awe of all that God has done over the past 10 years.

I cannot wait to see what He does over the next 10… I have hopes and dreams that I hope to see God fulfill someday.

I have acquired… more faith, a deeper appreciation, and understanding of Who Christ is in my life.

Today, is my last day in these wonderful years. Praise God for this season of transition and transformation! Thank you Heavenly Father for being my first love. Thank you for teaching me what unconditional love looks like. I am grateful to have learned that no matter what I do (or don’t do) God still sees me as his daughter, and calls me by name. I am beyond blessed and highly favored, and happy to know that the best years are ahead.

Amen.

~Norma (the 29 year old)

Be a Goal Digger!✊

Be a GOAL Digger! So, I realized that my 30th birthday is soon approaching (in 8 days to be exact). I have not completed my 30 by 30 list, and I do not think I will. I did not want to “rush” in checking things off the list, just for the sake of getting them done. I wanted each of them to be completed with purpose (Quality Versus Quantity). 

But, things will continue to be worked on, even after I turn 30. I will keep moving forward, until my goals are accomplished. And when this list is completed,  a fresh new list will be in the works… The Best is Yet to Come. Be encouraged.

With that being said, I was reminded of…

Proverbs 19:21 “Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.”

Here are some keys that encouraged me:

Biblical Keys for Goal Setting

Faith – We serve a big God who can accomplish the impossible.  There is nothing He can’t do.  We can believe that He journeys with us and always has our best in mind.  He is trustworthy and faithful.

Humility – We never want to be in a position of demanding that things work out or that all our goals are accomplished exactly as we say.  The Lord’s will always trumps our own.  We need to be sure our attitude is one of humility before our holy and mighty God.

Commitment –  We need to commit ourselves to the tasks at hand.

Diligence – Goals often require hard work.  We need to be diligent in our effort.

Perseverance – We will face set backs and disappointments, but need to persevere through rough times.  Don’t give up!

Alignment with God’s Word and Will – As we mentioned above, are we within the parameters of God’s Word and His character?

Forethought & Planning – Have we done the appropriate homework before starting our task?  Have we counted the cost?

Motivation – We need to ask the hard questions.  What is our goal and why?  Do we have selfish motives or are we operating with a healthy heart.

(From: http://celebrateeverydaywithme.com/2013/04/25-scripture-verses-on-goal-setting.html)

“If the plan doesn’t work, change the plan, not the goal.”