Sabbath and reset

How do you balance work and home life?

It’s extremely exhausting but it must be done. If you work all the time and never take time for home life you will burn out. Home life is just as important as work life. Working from home I find that learning to make time for things around the house or even time for myself can be extremely hard. But it is something we all must learn to do and find balance. Saturday which is the Sabbath day, is my day to rest. From Friday night to Saturday night I turn off twitter and every single social media app. It helps me to focus on just being in the moment, spending time with God, reading scripture and listening to Christian music like Family Radio. I also enjoy playing with my team on the game. We play together, I listen to them on Voice Chat and it helps me to just not worry about what is happening outside in the world. Again I focus on resting and not stressing myself out. Though to some it might be waste of time but for me it absolutely resets me for the week. If I have a dog that is staying he chills with me. It is something that I feel really is something that everyone should do. No tv no social media just music to relax to. Listening to soft music praying reflecting being in that moment living in that moment. It truly feels good. But hey that’s just me.

Dream

Had a dream the other night. Saw a man and woman standing in front of me. Beside me I can hear a male voice. He whispered in my ear Star Dust over and over again. I looked to see but saw no one there. The woman and man wore white. Above the sky was gold stars they weren’t just yellow stars they were gold by the way they glittered. Again I heard the voice star dust, star dust. What it meant have no clue. Maybe I will find the meaning soon enough.

Mother’s Day

It’s Mother’s Day again and here I am about to tell you all how amazing my mother is. But before I do that I must remind everyone that having a mom is privilege and I know how lucky I am to have her in my life.

My mother has sacrificed so much for all her kids but when you ask her she wouldn’t change any of it. I can never understand that kind of love because I don’t have kids and probably never will.

It’s a love that is profound and not every single woman that has a child is like my mom. She can be my biggest cheerleader and my harshest critic. She can be my anchor and also that one kills my dreams in a second.

She is beautiful and only gets more beautiful as she gets older. With each year passing by my mother shows me how to love more.

During my sickness my mother was there for me far beyond anyone on this planet. She saw me at my worst and loved me harder each time. The sicker I got the more she tried to pull me back.

Though my childhood was stolen from me and my memories taken. The pain I saw on my mother talking about what I went through broke my heart. Because even though I went through it I don’t remember it, but she does. I love my mother more than words can ever express. She isn’t just my mom, she is my best friend.

I don’t know if you have a mom like that or not but if you do remember these words. Love her, cherish her, let her know how much you love her. Because life is short and mom won’t always be around, so let her know today and every day how amazing she truly is. Mami thank you for showing me love. For showing me strength, for loving me regardless of flaws, for never leaving my side. You are my hero and one of kind. I dedicate this day and everyday to the most precious amazing woman I will ever know. I love Mami~always your daughter~

The Right to Speak

What public figure do you disagree with the most?

Anyone trying to take away our freedom of speech. Anyone that continues to use the words “hate speech”. Anyone that is pushing laws trying to control what anyone thinks or says. Anyone that is pushing approved words that can and cannot be used. This is something I refuse to move on because without the freedom to be able to speak or free expression we are no longer free. This goes against everything the United States stands for. Call me radical all you want here are some quotes to help remind you why America is so great.

“Without freedom of thought there can be no such thing as wisdom; and no such thing as public liberty, without freedom of speech.”

“Only a virtuous people are capable of freedom. As nations become more corrupt and vicious, they have more need of masters.”


“Freedom of speech is a principal pillar of a free government; when this support is taken away, the constitution of a free society is dissolved, and tyranny is erected on its ruins. Republics…derive their strength and vigor from a popular examination into the action of the magistrates.”

“Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety.”

“Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God” (proposed by Franklin for the motto of the Great Seal of the United States).

All these quotes are from Benjamin Franklin

We must keep fighting to keep our right of Freedom of Speech.

Life is nothing but a dream

Today I went through one of my journals. It’s funny the things we don’t remember and the things we choose to remember. In this specific book was a letter to my niece. Now the interesting part is I refer to another journal to her in this letter. I wrote it in 2012 and speak of the other journal that I assume I wrote during my time being sick.

I speak of asking her to read the journals of my life to truly understand what I have been through. I even speak about a memory I don’t have in my mind. But the memory was written in the journal at the time. I tell her of the specific memory about a night that it was raining and thundering hard and she said let us pray. “Let us ask God to stop the rain and thunder.” Apparently that’s exactly what we did, and sure enough it had stopped raining and thundering. She tells me “let’s pray again and thank God for stopping the rain and thunder.”

I speak about the memory and reference to it as how close we were and go on about my sickness.

The actual reason I speak about it now, while reading that I thought to myself how much was my choice to not remember. It’s clear I was in the right mind in that particular letter. Yet the memory isn’t there of me ever writing this letter. How weird is it as humans we experience so much but don’t remember so many of the things we experience. We tell the same stories but without remembering all the details of the stories.

In this letter I beg her to read from one of the many journals I have of my life. I tell her to read the brown journal because in that journal I speak about her so much. It’s weird when all your memories are gone and you go back to read things you don’t remember writing.

I am extremely grateful that even though I lost so many of my memories, my journals are my archive. Maybe one day I will write a book completely based on those journals. It seems there are so many things that I experienced and don’t know about. I guess that was always the purpose behind journaling. You write what you feel in the moment. Years later that moment is gone but the memories, the pain, the thoughts you had are there written for you to see again.

I believe I was 12 years old when my mom gave me my first journal. I never thought my life would take so many turns. I am just grateful that it’s written in books I can go back to. Even if the memories aren’t there, I can still read them as if they were. Like going back in time I feel the memory like it’s just a dream.

Live Show in Atlantic City

What was the last live performance you saw?

Well it depends on what you consider live performance. Last time I was in Atlantic City I saw a live band. They are not famous. They weren’t this huge group, but it was really good. It was very entertaining. The music was wonderful. They were playing like older music by other artists but it was so good. It was live and everybody was having fun and it was so good to watch and enjoy the music. So I would definitely say that was the last live performance that I saw.

To Vote or Not to Vote?!?

Do you vote in political elections?

Yes I do vote I think it’s extremely important to vote. Sometimes I believe it won’t make a difference but in truth if I don’t vote I have no reason to complain. Not voting is like not speaking. Regardless of what one might say they still have the right to say it. It might be something no one wants to hear, or might be something worth hearing but if one chooses not to speak they have silenced themselves.

As a Puerto Rican Christian American born in this great beautiful country it’s an honor to live here. To vote for what I believe in. To voice my thoughts, to let my voice be heard. It’s a beautiful thing to have freedoms that many places don’t have in the world.

I am extremely blessed to live here. It’s not perfect but no place on earth is perfect. I vote for my values. Every time I vote I pray before entering the booth. God truly is the Power and he can raise kings or bring them down. So I make sure the person I vote for is one that values America. A person that loves this country. One that believes in the American people. One that wants the American people to thrive. One that believes that We the People have the power and not some lobbyist or agency. It’s what the founders wanted for America. Freedom from tyranny.

As I have gotten older I see more of the value of voting in each election. It’s important for all Americans to vote. If we don’t protect our rights the government won’t. We the People must always protect and remember this is our country and whoever we vote works for us not themselves. If they work for anyone else they needed to be voted out.

Be proud my fellow Americans for God will get us through these dark days. We must trust His Plan. ~Emma~

Feeling down?

When you feel down get on your knees and pray to God. When you are drowning in pain, get on your knees and pray to God. When all hope is so lost you can’t find your way, get on your knees and pray to God. I know it might seem silly. If you have to plead and yell and scream talk to God.

I know it might seem hopeless and pointless. I have one thing in life that has consistently given me the strength to keep going, that is God. I hope when you read this, you take these words to heart. Remember God is with you. Have a good night~Emma~

Wasted time

It’s easy to forget why we even spoke. I found you to be incredibly interesting and a mystery to me. As time went on I started to see how truly amazing your thinking can be. It’s extremely important for you to understand that your way of thinking was something I never encountered before.

You were extremely helpful to me in learning about others and the way they think. I appreciate you taking the time to show me how to grow as an individual and to become more confident in myself. Though our paths maybe be different, it was enjoyable to have you during that time.

Our paths may never cross again but I did want to take time to thank you for being there. I learned a lot about myself and my own journey that I must take to grow. I also learned that communication and compromise must always be there, in order for anything to work. Regardless of the relationship, lovers, friends or family, communication and patience are a must. In order for any relationship to succeed one must be willing to compromise, understand and trust one another. Without those main elements the relationship will not be successful at all.

So even though we don’t talk anymore and time has gone by. May the next chapter of life, wherever it may take us, be a good chapter. So regardless of the outcome it was well worth the wasted time we spent together. ~Emma~

Shopping

Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.

I was shopping for furniture one time. I remember talking to the sales guy. He was extremely polite of course he needs to make a sale. Interesting fact when I made the purchase as he is entering my name in the computer. He is shocked at my name, he asks about my name and about me. Come to find out he fell in love with my name and had no idea where it came from or its origins. He heard the name before but never knew what it meant. Of course I don’t share that story with many for they have no clue what or why I am talking about it. So it doesn’t matter really here. But I still remember the encounter and him asking me out. He was extremely kind, older than me and I am such a sucker for a man with a nice smile. It didn’t lead anywhere but it was a positive experience.