Sketch me as a woman With slender limbs, Wide hips, a small waist, And breasts to your liking. Color me an olive hue With light blonde hair, Full lips and bright blue eyes. *For more on the poem, please click here, or on the image.
2/9/17: Why can't I? Labels give us boundaries. They keep us from breaking free and growing. Labels don’t define all of us. Labels don’t define our passions. Placing/Putting us in categories never account for the journeys we take, the scars we have, and the people we leave behind.
I am a Christian woman. I am a Filipino American who immigrated here as a child. I am married to a first generation Mexican-American man. I am a mother. I am a Preeclampsia Survivor and advocate. I am a writer. I am a voice. I am a ripple.
These labels are me but they don’t define all of me. And I am tired of people putting me in these neat little boxes and telling me to accept the way things are. I’m tired of listening.........for more, on my post, Why can't I? - click here.
1/23/17: Genesis 15:1 These days, I wish I could say that I am trusting more in Him. But it’s a daily walk, a daily process. I’m still jumping head first into life, and getting more anxious of the things I can’t control. The older I’m getting, I have come to the conclusion that fear will always be in my life. Just as God will be. But I need to trust in Him more. I need believe that He is bigger than my fears, otherwise, I’m going to keep missing out on another one of God’s wonders.......for more on this post on Genesis 15:1, go here.