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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Looking Back...

20 Years ago....
I was almost 1 year old. It was an age of naïvité. There were no worries in the world...

15 Years ago....
I was 6, in first grade already getting in trouble with my lifetime buddy René. I rememeber how my teacher used to hit us with rulers on our hands if we misbehaved!

10 Years ago....
I visited Colombia for the second time in my life. It was a changing experience that I never quite forgot.

5 Years ago....
I was 16 years old, learning my first bitter-cold lessons of reality. School ws not as easy academically as it had been in the past, and High School brought new drama that I had to learn to cope with.

2-3 Years ago....
I was 19 years old and I had found Jesus. My life was changing, high school was over and real life had begun. I did a few semesters at DeVry and at Nassau.

1 year ago....
I was blinded and did not know it. I was not in school- I couldn't stand computer work anymore, and I was preoccupied with nothing but my girlfriend and my job. I was on the verge of losing my closest friends and possibly alienating my family. I was planning for something that could alter my life forever. I was moving away... across the country... for a girl.

This year....
Thanks to God though I made it back to a home with a family that loved me so much more than I imagined. My friends took me back with barely any incident. I got my job back. I learned the cruel lessons of love, and how it can blind you and lead you away from the things u care about most. Unfortunetly, I walked away from Jesus and haven't found my way back yet. I still don't know why I pulled away. I enrolled in EMT school and finally feel like I am doing something I love. It may not pay as much as computer programming but in the end, it's not all about the money. This job makes a difference.

Yesterday....
I slept until 7 in the evening after staying out late (real late, I got home at 8:30 AM on Sunday) on Saturday night with Melissa and the cast from her show.

Today....
Went to work and then shopped with Cindy on Steinway for my EMT uniform pants.

Tomorrow....
Work and then EMT class.





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