Today I pray for the brokenhearted. He is near you and wants to heal your hurt. Whether you experienced loss, disappointment, or betrayal, lift up your eyes to Him for He is your Help and your Healer.
I haven't posted anything on here in almost four years, I believe. But I wanted to tell you all how blessed my life has been since my last entry. Let's start from the beginning, shall we?
So, for starters, I remember posting about liking a man, well, I dated him for a year before we got engaged. About three months after we got engaged, he told me, in front of our pastor and his wife, that he "has homosexual thoughts," to put it lightly. He said he was trying to work past them for he felt that God was telling him we were to be married, so we stayed together, even though I should have broken up with him then. I think I didn't because I liked the idea of being with someone. (Let me just clarify, we never kissed or anything). So, three days after my 20th birthday (May 5, 2011), we broke up. I could tell it was coming because we didn't speak to each other for two days, which was unusual. Yes, this broke my heart and I was sad for a while. They say it takes twice as long as you were in a relationship to get over someone. Though, it wasn't like that for me. I got over him pretty quickly.
During this time in September of 2010, my grandma, the one I posted about having Alzheimer's, died. She passed away about a week before her birthday. It was also very sad time for me. I knew she would eventually die, because she was in a nursing home for five years, I did not know when she would. My grandpa's death, on December 22, 2009, had been unexpected and so sudden that I felt emotions the moment he died (I was in the hospital room). But for my grandma, since her death was expected I hardly felt anything until the Sunday after her death. I was at church and we had just finished praying during the service. The worship band started playing "Mighty to Save" and all these emotions just hit me like a ton of bricks. I wept in the church bathroom.
After living in the house that my pastor and wife rented to me for almost a year, the water in the bathroom kind of just exploded. The entire hallway was flooded and it was no longer livable in the house. So, my brothers asked my mom if I could move in with them, and she said no. My aunt offered me to live with her and her family and my brother. I moved in October of 2011. After living there for almost six months, I came home one day after work and heard my aunt and uncle arguing about when my brother and I would move out. I went back to work (my brother and I worked at Panera Bread together) and told my brother that we should start looking for a place to live.
Two weeks later, we had our own apartment and could pay our bills and everything. We had two bedroom and two bathrooms. I had the master suite and he had the smaller room on the other side of the apartment. We lived there happily for about a month and a half before all hell broke loose. After turning 21, in May of 2012, my brother decided that he didn't want to pay comcast anymore (even though he had the extra box in his room) and that since it was under my name, it wouldn't be his problem. Since the bill was almost 140.00, I didn't have enough to cover my half of the rent and then it happened again in June. He gave me two options, I either move out or I pay the rent (even though I didn't have enough money).
So, I moved out. I moved into a former friend of mine's house with a couple of my other friends. I lived there for about a month until I met this amazing guy, AJ. We only knew each other for two weeks before I moved to Pennsylvania, but I don't know what happened I fell head over heels in love with this guy. Unfortunately, he didn't feel the same after I moved and we broke up. But let me back up some. I called my dad one day in July and asked if his offer to come move to Pennsylvania was still open and he said yes. So, I moved here on August 9, 2012.
Ever since I moved, my life has become extremely blessed. I have been able to go back to school to finish getting my degree, which I hope will be soon. It's been almost a year since I left Florida and I experienced my first winter. My family here is so amazing. I have the best sister in the world and someone who didn't have to be my mom, is and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Florida seems like just a distant memory now and all the people I knew a year ago are hardly who I knew them to be. It's crazy what a year can change.
I am excited about the future and hope I can fulfill my dreams. I will keep everything updated here, in hopes of someone being inspired by me.
I love you all and will pray for anyone who needs it.
You can reach me anything through email (dangelomariae@yahoo.com)
Maria
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