I was told one way, impressed many another way,yet I'm firm today because of three different me's. Everyone has a story,yet I'm blessed to share where i've come and where i'm going,you see because there are three different me's;therefore,I share three different me's in what others saw in the past,what they see now and what will be present in the future.I haven't changed personality wise,if anything I have matured with island roots that are instilled, I have been dealt a set of cards better than some,and worst than others,but what manages to keep me moving,what manages to keep the "eye on the prize" is my humblness from where it all began as a quiet,simple little person to emerge into what is known as the "woman" you see today because there are three differnt stories to me!
I respect my past,question my present,and embrace my future,here lies the powerful mind of a child who once had a timid voice,now lifts her voice to a song like no other.
Three differnt me's with a purpose,with a voice,and with a heart!I have not changed,nor do I plan to,but what makes my life a miracle is whatI have been brought through,and yet I still look at my past ,and can admit to myself ,and others that I have come too far ,and hurdled over three me's just to send a message to others that If the impossible is really possible,like the fallen star once said,then I am a messanger from God to testify as a witness that we must not take life for granted,and even in the simplest from life has a way of showing that God performs miracles,and obstacles can be over-reached by the three different me's of everyone; who you were in the past,who you are in the present,and you will be in the future!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Imperfection does well!
There is no perfect person,in this world that we call home.
these creatures we call human are made to sin,the souls that they have are sinned.
the fragile steps leaped onto this world is made of imperfection!
My eyes were made for me to see,yet i observe want I do not want too.
The outcast of the human cries of the imperfection that does so well.
Vivid the imagination of the soul that observes,whispers to the silent sounds of imperfection that does well.
Rigid,dynamic,yes we are...yet many want to uphold this perfection that is untrue to thy ownself...
vivacious,they are eager to want and yet do not try the hard road always wanting...EASY COME, EASY GO!
imperfection is the beautiful of being human,so why is that we try to be something we are not?...imperfection does well in the eyes of the of a "golden spoon,rather than the silver spoon.
these creatures we call human are made to sin,the souls that they have are sinned.
the fragile steps leaped onto this world is made of imperfection!
My eyes were made for me to see,yet i observe want I do not want too.
The outcast of the human cries of the imperfection that does so well.
Vivid the imagination of the soul that observes,whispers to the silent sounds of imperfection that does well.
Rigid,dynamic,yes we are...yet many want to uphold this perfection that is untrue to thy ownself...
vivacious,they are eager to want and yet do not try the hard road always wanting...EASY COME, EASY GO!
imperfection is the beautiful of being human,so why is that we try to be something we are not?...imperfection does well in the eyes of the of a "golden spoon,rather than the silver spoon.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
The Disability
I have a disability,
It is not visable; therefore, you would never know if you saw me walking down the street!
It is not rare, but it is gives me motivation.
This disability challenges my learning.
It does not define me, but it does hurt me!
It is an agonizing pain that is consistently in the back of my mind.
It has broken my understanding, and gives me no remorse.
This is a silent disability that only surfaces when its’ times to calculate, read, or write.
It is defined as dyscalculia, dyslexia, and dyscraphia…
The worst part of this disability is it has been apart of my life for a long time.
Yet, in retrospect, it is a disability that I have learned to make an ability.
I have failed and succeed through it,
Many try to understand, but they simply do not!
I must admit it has driven me to conquer my fears, fear in learning…
The disability arrived well in stride when I reached college, and still exist to this day!
The disability overcame the dream, and made college possible,
because I made this disability, an ability within me!
It is not visable; therefore, you would never know if you saw me walking down the street!
It is not rare, but it is gives me motivation.
This disability challenges my learning.
It does not define me, but it does hurt me!
It is an agonizing pain that is consistently in the back of my mind.
It has broken my understanding, and gives me no remorse.
This is a silent disability that only surfaces when its’ times to calculate, read, or write.
It is defined as dyscalculia, dyslexia, and dyscraphia…
The worst part of this disability is it has been apart of my life for a long time.
Yet, in retrospect, it is a disability that I have learned to make an ability.
I have failed and succeed through it,
Many try to understand, but they simply do not!
I must admit it has driven me to conquer my fears, fear in learning…
The disability arrived well in stride when I reached college, and still exist to this day!
The disability overcame the dream, and made college possible,
because I made this disability, an ability within me!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
MY SELENA BLOG HITS HIGH WITH SELENA FANS
I am proud to announce that my other blog dedicated to SELENA QUINTANILLA-PEREZ, is hitting high with fans, and people who admired the late singer. As a fan myself,I am proud to announce we have 55,nearly 60 guest that has signed the guestbook. This is an accomplishment for the blog,our goal by december is to recieve at least 100,so if you would like to come by ,and check out the blog ,please feel free :)
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