I was touched by an angel....... literally!

So there I was... about 25, young and still stupid... I remember I was preparing to sign off the military and try to decide what then. A mess I was! I loved to party; every time I had money on my hands I'd go and party... became good friends with the club owner! But of course, all good things must come to an end eventually. And surely they did. I'm not ready to spill out that portion of my past, so I'll skip to the most important part... I was touched by an angel. Picture this: I was ordering a cup of coffee at a local starbuck, which was strange because I didn't drink coffee back then. All of the sudden... Tap tap!! I felt two taps on my right shoulder, and turned around gradually until my eyes met those emerald greens... we became acquainted that day.

It's funny... I feel guilty because I absorbed the wrong intentions from my emerald greens. I honestly thought we were one! My hands caressed every part of that body (except the glory), we never made it to 3rd base. Which is good because I don't think I could live with myself after that. Nevertheless, those moments were amazing.

I could tell that those emerald greens did not want to depart. But the mission was over and must return to the heavens. My emerald greens were telling me and showing me that I'm being protected and watched over every second of my life. I was too stupid to realize that. So my emerald greens took my right hand, opened my palm, and gave me a crucifix. I never saw my emerald greens again.

But now I realize why the mission... now I know how it feels to be touched by an angel... now I realize how it feels to be saved. Now I know that I'm protected by the all-mighty, and that the all-mighty has a military conducting missions on those that deserve to be saved.

I will never forget my emerald greens, I will never forget how it feels to be touched by an angel... literally!!

You're Walking Around

Sure, you're walking around (probably not because you're lazy) and you find a stone resting on the curb of a street corner. Something inside says "look at it and pick it up... it's all I'm working with." Sure, you're walking around... wondering why thinking about a rock is such an event. What makes this rock so special that it makes your thoughts turn into a knot? Is it the obvious emptiness that you carry inside? Do you hear crickets in your existence? You probably do... everybody does! because everybody is empty inside. At least for a while... the good thing about being you (human)is that you have the ability to think, and to be clever, and to learn from your past, current, and future experiences. Until then you're empty inside. Thinking about a miserable rock turning your thoughts into spaghetti... confusing every sense of your existence. And for worse results, you bring people down to that level with you... especially those who really care. Not about you because you're stupid... until you become clever... but some don't, and sure... you're walking around.

Pictures of my daughter Azucena :)

USA must win today

USA is playing against Ghana in which Ghana is winning 1-0. The first goal was introduced during the first ten minutes. I got love for the US and want them to win, and to at least reach the quarter finals. Although I can see that USA has a weak defense, so I can only cross my fingers. The offense is somewhat ok, but they can't dominate the ball for long. Nevertheless, USA must win today.

Following the World Cup

Hello, peepz... as you may already know the World Cup is back to get us off our seats. I've been following each game closely and studying the strategies different teams use. I was very disappointed to see Italy play; Italy was one of my favorites for a long time but after seeing them play I kinda lost the love for them. Either way, I don't care for them as much as my favorite team Brazil... ever since I was aware that there was such thing called a World Cup, I liked Brazil. I like the fact that the soccer game is embedded in their blood and they play it for the love of it more than anything... turns out they've won most of the World Cups by doing just that. Not only that, Brazil represents the Americas among other excellent teams such as Argentina, Uruguay, and others. But someway-somehow Brazil always ends up in the finals giving the American continent something to cheer for until the end of the World Cup. GO BRAZIL!

Hitting The Wall

OK... So for the past few days I've been hitting the wall, and I can't seem to break through. Often times I sit and think about what is exactly the meaning of my mental blockage, but to no success. Not knowing is what drives me crazier. However, somewhere deep down inside my heart, the echos of each heart beat sing me a tune, and they tell me that I need to slow down... and not try to move ahead of time. There are many things that I would like to accomplish NOW! but each of those "things" require time... I'm impatient I guess... But how do you erase the assumptions and images of the future? How do you focus only on the present?

Azucena's getting bigger!

It is something out of this world to see my seeds grow. My baby-girl is getting so big and growing healthy. She's so cute! she looks like me hahaha.. I call her "Mini-Me" :D I love the way she falls asleep in my shoulders after a fresh meal from her mom's breasts... very soon she'll be running around the house looking for a soccer ball to kick around... she already has her first soccer outfit, which she'll wear during the World Cup events... I can't wait. I'm very happy... having a child really is a miracle and a gift from God. Thank you, Lord.