Back in January, March 23 seemed far, far away. On that date on my calendar, I had written “last rehab.” A date that I always had in the back of my mind, each time I drove to the local hospital to do my rehab, but little did I know that it would be such a…
I would say I can be a fairly optimistic person, but there sure have been times when I have thought quite the contrary and have dove head first into the sea of negativity. It’s so easy to do, isn’t it? I was listening to a Christian hip-hop/pop station out of Houston and they challenged their…
It has been 4 months since my two open heart surgeries. The more time passes by, the more I realize just how far God has taken me. And what He has taken me through. In those quiet moments, my mind often drifts off to those vivid moments. Those moments that will always be etched in…
There are many unexplainable occurrences in life. Some call those events ironic, coincidences, you name it. I call them Godcidences. I was talking with someone at rehab and while looking at me, she said, why not expect for God to do something great? Huh. Not going to lie, I’ve just assumed my position in life,…
It is Cardiac Rehabilitation Week. I am not always one to remember special calendar dates besides Christmas, Easter, Birthdays, and Anniversaries. Though what is deemed as heart week (Feb. 11-17), always has a special place in my heart (literally). Being someone who was born with a congenital heart problem and continues to wrestle with various…
I don’t quite get it myself. How can trials and difficulties LESSEN worry? I feared. I didn’t think I could do it. I remember when the doctor came in and said that I needed a TEE (a test where a tube/camera is wiggled down your throat/esophagus, to get images of the heart). They were not…
