It’s been awhile since I’ve done one of these, but here goes…
So far the past few weeks has been extremely great for me. I’ve gotten my acceptance to Seton Hall University for the school of nursing. That was the most joyful letter that I have received because I want to become a nurse so badly. Both my parents are nurses & I feel that I would really thrive as a nurse as well. I shall be attending college there next fall & joining me will be my best friend, Dan Bulay.
This point in my life, my relationship with my girlfriend is at an all time high, in my opinion. There is no doubt in my mind that I can go to her for anything & everything. It all started in like March. We weren’t doing too hot. We had been arguing with each other constantly & weren’t as “lovey” as we were before. Things seemed to have changed & I began questioning whether or not she was thinking the same thing. As it turned out, she did. I wasn’t so sure up to what extent she had been thinking about it, but I was too afraid to ask in fear of what her response would be. Our moods fluctuated with the events occurring around us & I thought things would get better once my acceptance to Seton Hall rolled in. You see, she had been stressing out about what college I would attend next year because she’s a grade below me. So, like any wonderful girlfriend would, she kept getting worried that I’d go far away & even got frustrated/upset at me once I told her that I was most likely attending Richard Stockton down in south Jersey; a good 3 hours away. But once I got my acceptance to Seton Hall, I thought things would cool over & be alright. Wrong. We still argued about pointless things & we were both tired of each other. Yet, throughout all of it, I knew that we still loved each other. It was then that I realized what I had been doing. All of this had been my fault. We, both being Christians, put God before anything; even if that means before our loved ones. But I wasn’t doing so. I thought that I could solve things by myself & that I could figure this all out. Once again, I was wrong. Swallowing my pride, I did what everyone should do no matter if they’re in a relationship or not; pray to God. I began praying, asking Him what I needed to do in order to fix this, for His help within our relationship. I then knew that I had to be the man that He needed me to be in this relationship, & the man she needs for me to be in this world. It happened three days ago. I wasn’t feeling like myself still. But that’s when things changed. Out of the blue, I texted my baby during our daily conversation, interrupting the one at hand, to tell her how I felt. I told her that I need to spend more time with God. I need for us to put Him in the center of our relationship once more. I need for her to help me & nudge me whenever I’m slacking & forget to spend time with our Lord & Savior. Now, I don’t text her “Good morning” until I read my devotional at 5:45 in the morning & pray to Him asking for his protection & guidance throughout my day. I don’t begin our nightly phone calls without first reading my bible & taking time to ponder what His message is for me in the word. I don’t hang up the phone at night before one of us prays together. Now, I’d say our relationship is the strongest it’s ever been. And I’m so excited to see what it’ll be like in the future. I love you, babygirl <3
God is Good. Everything has started to look up for me. I’ve been keeping a steady schedule & getting back into the groove of things. I’ve been putting God first & everything else seems to just fall in place. I’ve even gotten word that I may be able to go to a missions trip this summer to Panama if I can raise enough money ! I’ve been talking to my great friend about it & she says that she’s super excited to go & I want to go with her ! We’ve been very good friends ever since we were little. I was glad that I got to speak with her today. Whenever we say hi, she always says that she’s “doing okay” . . But today she said she was good ! And that makes me happy. Also, I got to speak to my friend, Amanda, and she’s just adorable. She always brightens up my day because she loves hugs & I love hugs too.
Last but not least, my grand-father. Rodolfo Mazo Sr. He passed away on April 19, 2010. Sadly, that is the date of my birth as well. April 19, 1994. He is the most amazing person I have ever met. Such a strong man for God & an incredible husband & father to his family. I loved him so much. I hate the fact that he’s gone, but love the fact that I get to say every year on this date is the day when he’s celebrates his reunion with the Lord. I aspire to be just a fraction of the man he was. I cannot thank him enough for what he’s done. Because of him, my dad is the way he is & my father raised my brother & I to become the men that we are today. I love you so much, Papa Dolfo. May you continue to watch over us. I can’t wait until the day when I re-join you up in Heaven with our Lord.
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