Thursday, March 31, 2022

Amen to this

 There is this one time, my son, Isaac writes to me from San Diego, California, or perhaps he writes from Los Fresnos, Texas and he cares to share facts about the Tower of Pisa in Italy. Looking back, there is something unusual about my son and his interest. Maybe he learned about it in school, maybe he looked it up online, maybe read about it and that's how he care to share, we hardly watched Television, there was no need for it, other than the daily news. Maybe he hopes we get to visit the Tower of Pisa, all of us, together as a family. I do remember, Ms. Solis, his Spanish teacher at SA3... who plans a trip to Europe after his graduation, to travel abroad and we were fine as his parents, but as a family, we deserve to travel together and visit as a family first, we deserve to get to know our own son, Isaac's heart. I mean, if there is anyone that cares about him and his sisters, it is us, his own loving parents and sisters (his own heart). After all, he knew about the Tower of Pisa on his own, and care to share with me his primary caregiver, his own mother, for a reason, we know he's a smart kid from the getgo, not just a season in our life. I did hope then and I do hope now, we get to visit his own words and live to tell about it so that one day his own children can follow his example, he did set the tone for all of us not just me and his sisters. You see, I have good taste, I like quality and I don't settle for less, his dad knows and that's as a result of our upbringing. The continuum process of choosing good and healthy habits with class, standards, and expectations. We are high achievers for a reason. Don't like it, don't blame me go blame Uncle Sam and our Founding Fathers. Anyway, that's enough.

Friday, March 25, 2022

The USA is My HOME & I'm Hometown Proud because...

Isaac set and sets the tone for both of his sisters, I'm proud of you Son. 
I'm happy to be Mrs. Rosa the proud mother of Isaac, Emily, and Lysette. 

 

Wednesday, March 23, 2022

Confessing

Out of respect for myself (Louie and me) and for my children (our children) and for my now-deceased biological father-in-law, Luis R. Rosa, better known as Louis, according to him. I will share this in his loving memory.

I didn't know much of him, his past, his life with Rachel (the only wife I knew he ever had), but I do know this. He mentions "She suffered a loss" and I can say he did mention "you're going to eat your own words" and I also can say that I saw him in tears as he confessed to me in the year 2000, that he didn't beat, hit, nor bruise his mother (the one that raised him...) as he was accused by one of his own family members. He did serve his time as a result, and I don't know if his tears were tears of grievance or of embarrassment because I asked him if it was true, I had to take his word for it at face value. He did recognize and admit he has a much younger son other than Louie by the name of "Jordan" in Florida, he did not care to mention his mothers' name. And of course, these were all on separate accounts over the last 20 years. 

I bring this up, to offer myself the peace I need at this time. To let him go and to help establish a world order in my own life at this time. He is an essential part of our Family and American History. You see, he admitted his father Raul, had in fact murdered Rosa Rosa (Raul's second wife) from Puerto Rico and that his father Raul did in fact commit suicide as a result of his own doing, his own behavior. I did tell him over the phone during covid19, it had to end and he agrees. 

Mr. Rosa, I call him Mr. Rosa, he always saw himself as a family man and cared to be considered a family man (I saw him, that is to say, I saw that side of him, he was a funny guy with a unique sense of humor). He was and I know he is proud of his grandchildren. He was so excited to know about their accomplishments and he knew they all have it in them to reach their fullest potential, he had high expectations as all and most parents should have and I'm with him on that. He knew so much about American History, I challenged him to get his teaching degree in History, especially since he loves talking about it and he was already retired. I told him to make it a new hobby, and he sounded like he would consider it. He knew it wasn't about the money but prestige. You see, Louis, he never stopped being Louie's father nor stop loving him, is just that in his dominating world, he was and became his own master after his divorce. He was not perfect but he did try his best. He was happy not having to re-merry, he struggled, he had roommates, he had to bike-ride, however, he loved his freedom to roam and not be questioned. I can see how he felt that way, he did become a Marine, that's how he wooed Louie's mom in the first place, Rachel M. Viramontes, according to some letters that he, as in, Mr. Rosa (Louis) wrote to her while he was serving his time in the service. 

Rachel passed down those letters to Louie and I'm like dude that's nothing but bad news if your parents aren't together any longer, in my mind of course. She tried to transfer her yoke upon her own son and it's wrong. Those letters hold no value, the person who wrote them is to be of value, that's why I say "Rachel is a Bitch" she made Louie's dad look bad in front of her own son when in reality to her and for her it was all about her on her end and what she wanted out of life for herself at all cost, she had no consideration for the real father of her own children, and grandchildren (by cheating them from their own mother), very selfish of her part. I'm happy to say, My Father-In-Law, Louis, agrees that "Rachel is a Bitch", he admits, "I know she is." She was an annoying nosy mother-in-law to me and very deceitful. She cheated her way. However, Mr. Rosa, Louies Dad, does have a good heart, like Ms. Michelle (I don't remember her last name, but I do know she has a daughter named Harley in Florida from back in 2004) as she claimed at face value to me in my presence. He ultimately paid the price with his own life in order for me to write these words in the form of confession, so that God gets all the Glory and no one else, and to clear his name. Facts are facts, fact is a train of a fact.   

Anyway, I need to eat healthy meals and we all need answers and we all need to be honest with our-independent and own esteem, in order to smoothly move forward and advance in peace as a family united by Love. I did mention to my son, Isaac, that his grandfather was not a perfect man and that no one is truly perfect in the sight of men, but that in fact, he was his grandfather. Rachel did in fact have a son before she conceived Louie, and she named Louie after her own deceased firstborn son. 

I always questioned Louie, why his mother would name him after her deceased firstborn son, knowing that the death certificate has him as a Jr,... I did say, shouldn't you be like Luis R. Rosa Jr. the I or the II. His best and stupid answer "I don't know" is the same stupid answer Rachel gives when you discover her demeanor and true intention. Rachel once apologizes to me and I ask what for, her reply "I don't know." The thumb-sucking give-away, was enough for me to know better. 

Anyway, I was upset once because my father-in-law Louis, disrespected me in my home and house located at Millers Ridge in San Antonio, TX. Right after I had delivered Emily, and Louie was about to get ready to go to recruiting school. My father-in-law wanted to come and stay with me in my home the entire time my husband Louie was in school. Louis my father-in-law wanted to stay as a guest in my home, with me, my newborn, and Isaac, my oldest without his own son, the father of my children and who happens to also be my husband. That was an indisputable, NO! 

It wasn't happening and it did not happen, I didn't excuse myself, but I told Louie that I did not feel comfortable having someone he didn't know (such as his own estranged father)  much less someone I (personally) don't know to stay in my home with me and my kids, while he would be away in another state. I mean, I remind Louie, I "breastfeed" (I'm nursing) my newborn, I'm not having a man I personally don't know nor trust around invading my privacy.  

There is so much more to it, but I was so here I am hoping to eat my positive words and secrete the ones that no longer serve us in the form of peace-making with our overall past. 

Louis did admit meeting Norma Jean from San Antonio, TX where they both end up and live together in Florida for a while. I got to speak to Norma Jean over the phone when we lived in Texas back in 2003 and right before he met and traveled down to Las Vegas with Ms. Michelle. And of course, Norma Jean made contact with me when my family, meaning Louie the kids, and I, moved to the Great Lakes area due to Louies Military new career as an AMEDD Recruiter.

Anyway, I do remember Louie mentioning to me, "my dad asked me if you were sickly" when we were still living at Millers Ridge and of course, Louie told him that I wasn't, I thought it was strange. I can say when that occurred, they both asked if I had some "pinsas" they could borrow... they must have been working on a small project in the garage or something, just randomly out of nowhere. I was like no, I just have the tweezers that I use to pluck my eyebrows. And of course, they borrow. 

That's enough confessing for today. But before I say goodbye, for now, I have to say, Emily's birth certificate reads her father's name as Luis R. Rosa without the Jr., Hence why I know I need to correct what deems needed to be corrected and establish proper relationships like my inlaw once suggested. I tried to get the name amended to read Jr. like it is displayed on Isaac's birth certificate and Lysette's birth certificate, but it's just a hard time to do so at this time. 

Somehow, the LORD made sure in his good book, the name of Luis R. Rosa was written well with the birth of and death of Louie's real biological father, as we know him to be Louis. 

Saturday, March 19, 2022

Friday, March 18, 2022

Journal Entry: Grateful

 In a world of positivity such as positive words of affirmation, journaling gratitude, and a thankful attitude, I must say how I care about my children and how I love them. I love and I miss to be around them so much. They mean everything to me. My life couldn't be complete without them, and they know it, brats! That's why I get the privilege to call them my military brats! hahaha... We are perfect together. 

My heavenly children, I know you already know you're my very best, I /we have no regrets. We've not done anything wrong when we do good and become the good as to be too good, then we know we stand in Excellence.

This is why I care to journal on my blog to say, I am thankful. I am grateful. I am hopeful. I am successful. To God, be all the glory. I get to cherish and remember our time together, such a beautiful experience. 

There was this one time in Henderson, NV, my parents and siblings came down to visit us (me, Louie, and the kids), after we had just moved in from Great Lakes Navy Housing..., and as we were trying to settle in. It was nice, we all got to play freeze tag with the kids...at the neighborhood park, hahaha... my mom and dad (the grandparents) ran after the kids and Isaac's facial expression with his charming smile, and the girls laughing as they ran around, made the moment so memorable for all of us. There was so much love and grace in a single eventful moment as we all got to enjoy each others presence.

To this moment, as I type I revisit that place in time, and I can still remember the joy, the laughter, the running around, we even got Louie to run after the kids... I think I even ran after Louie. Louie was the type of guy that would normally be playful and would do that, play with Isaac at the park, prior to his recruiting days, but as he became more involved in his military career, his demeanor became less playful and more serious. But I tell you, that moment didn't stop him from being the Louie I fell in love with. 

Anyway, my parents, especially my dad, he remembers that day and so do I. This heartful memory fills my heart with so much joy and happiness. Totally worth retelling and reliving in the present moment. Thank you, Baby Jesus. 

Thursday, March 17, 2022

The Queen


There was this one day, I took a selfie, and later down the road of life, Louie, asks me to share a picture of me to share at work because someone at his workplace wanted to know what his wife looks like. And I gave him this one! Yes, it looks like I'm topless and happily naked. A picture for him only, para que la gente dejara de ser groceros y curiosamente preguntones. 

Anyway, we later both laugh together... :) 

Transfer of Energy: SelfLove





 

Happy St. Patricks Day

 Good Morning to all of Me,

Merry & Cheerful The Christ in Me when integrity is in me, and the Spirit is me, as in you and as I AM that I AM and as we R as we Are. 

Therefore, there is no such thing as an external force of influence, when there is only all of you in me in the stage of Excellence. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day! 

Blessed be the name of the Lord in the name of our Savior Jesus The Living Christ, for the Glory of our Heavenly Father the LORD Most High.

Amen

Tuesday, March 15, 2022

Heaven & Earth will perish but my Word is Everlasting, Thank you LORD

 I am, we are, Blessed and Dearly Loved










Gratitude

Hello Gorgeous! You are A beautiful Tuesday Sunny Morning and I think you are fantastic just as you are, SHinning your Splendor for all of Us to Enjoy. 

Journaling on DailyStrength is good but so can a blog to clear the tension and ease the ocean waves. After all, when the River meets the Ocean it becomes the entire Ocean and the Entire Creation that Comes With it. 

Today is a Good Day to share and contribute in the slightest way to be held accountable as the life of Earth, actively being practiced and in the collective making. 

Therefore I wish well for all of me, you, and us, especially my audience of one as well as the inner Source that keeps my world thriving not only in me but around me. Thank you Beloved Spirit of Life in me.





Life is Good and Has been So Good Next to Me.


Monday, March 14, 2022

March 14, 2022

I don't know how I feel about today. Today is Louie's birthday, I miss him, I love him, I never stopped loving him, but I knew he stopped loving me when he didn't STOP to care for me and I had to take upon me, the Lord's yoke upon me.  

Anyway, I don't wish to get sentimental, but I do acknowledge it is his birthday and I do remember the many wonderful birthdays I had the privilege to celebrate with him not only as my husband but as my best friend.

I remember the first birthday I got to celebrate with him, it was in San Diego, California, right before we tied the knot and hitched to Texas together back in 1999. And then, in, I want to say in 2000, he forgot to wish me a happy birthday on my birthday, it hurt very much, then in 2001 we were privileged, all three of us, to celebrate his birthday as a family. 

Then, in 2002 we celebrated his birthday at Six-Flags in Atlanta, GA... and the years kept mounting up with many blessings as our love towards each other expanded and as we grew our family, with two additional babies, our lovely daughters. 

Anyway, they say we take nothing with us, and we are here to advance God's Kingdom, as we know, the kingdom is within, so this is the best way to express what already has been written in love and this is the best way to purge on Earth while we still can and to share the rewards of living to honor the Lord Most High. 

Many won't understand the concept of having clean hands, a pure heart, and clear conscience because many have not been able to be caught up in the Heavens as One in the Other, as I am in Christ. However, we do know that with God it is only possible. 

I walked down the aisles to find a sarcastic card for My Ex, the Father of My Children, the One I served out of Love not out of Fear, to later turn all the Glory back to God as it is written do all things as if you were doing them onto the Lord. My Louie became my lord, my husband, and my sponsor, my sole provider. However, as a result of the sun going down in his wrath, he became as the heart of the man, no longer under the protection of the Almighty but rather understood and relied on his own strength and I had no other option, but to turn to the LORD for protection.

Anyway, I don't mean to be spiteful or hateful for him turning against me for his lack of Widsom, it ain't our fault, but it is as it is and there is no going back to the past. We can only move forward with the acquired, Knowledge and Wisdom. So, I think and it can be productive to send him a Happy Birthday Card to the man who has everything. :) 

Happy Birthday, Louie



Thursday, March 10, 2022

Glad to be Alive to Type

 Having coffee with family during covi19 is such a blessing to have online. I appreciate God's love for us that he allows me to have some amazing coffee freshly brewed and allows me to enjoy using my own resources and those established just for that intention. To enjoy the fruits of our American Hard-working dollar and labor. Thank you baby Jesus, and thank you baby Yoda. Thank you Tata Jose for the family group that keeps us posted on family current events as we engage in our First World Country thanks to your wonderful grain of salt sown in each and every one of us. Love you, Tata Jose. 

Tuesday, March 8, 2022

Living Bread of Life

I do feel like a most human who has fought the good fight and is being held by a cord. At times, the struggle is so real I don't have the strength to stand, walk, and or speak. Sometimes, I even wonder if I will make it to the next breathing moment as a result of the low energy that surges inside when it is to be fully charged. It all makes sense. 

Anyway, daily cognitive behavior therapy has been a living moment for me. I don't have the energy nor desire to do anything other than breathing and seek for shelter to stay warm and well-fed when even on savings of any kind and even when I hold no appetite. I've lost so much weight as a result and I at times force myself to eat when my body doesn't care for food. 

It has been hard to practice life when it is to honor me, I am worthy of my own integrity and good works not only in the Kingdom but as a result of walking and doing in the path less traveled, on Earth as in the Heavens. I am worthy of Justice and Happiness when I receive what is to keep me safe in my own Self & God-loving environment. 

I have not dishonored men nor God, I have honored my own heartfelt desire, and it is of noble and honorable character and behavior. It comes and came at a great price, it has the value of a strong living witness, a living testament, such as a living testimony in the Spirit of Revelation. 

Of course, I am thankful and grateful for the opportunities I've had to be loved, happy, and successful. Of course, I am blessed to say God reigns in my life and world. Of course, I am happy to be alive and to have my family, those who honor him be as one with us. I still hold on to the promises established by our Founding Father and his Son, who has ransomed us as he came to live and fulfill them in the flesh for us to ascend with him and evolve as a Super Human Race. Super as in fully God and fully Man, without the Ego and fully dressed in tender garments, white as snow. 

Lovin'light

 Yes, I am grateful for the wonderful life I got to enjoy next to my loving husband, Luis Jr., we had some wonderful moments and lovemaking was out of this world. However, I am thankful for such privilege and I know I was worthy to experience such a loving gift from Heavenly Father. He offered me the opportunity to behold, faith, hope, & love. 

Life is a gift and we make the most out of every given loving moment, so much that we maximize the moment to last for as long as we can make it together as one heart, one mind, and in one spirit. Life is not over, it only the beginning of a new rebirth when we must part ways in the best interest of our future. 

Without Love we are nothing, however, there is love and a three-strand cord is hard to break when one cannot be without the other. 

So I returned, and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive.

Yea, better is he than both they, which hath not yet been, who hath not seen the evil work that is done under the sun.

Again, I considered all travail, and every right work, that for this a man is envied of his neighbour. This is also vanity and vexation of spirit.

The fool foldeth his hands together, and eateth his own flesh.

Better is an handful with quietness, than both the hands full with travail and vexation of spirit.

Then I returned, and I saw vanity under the sun.

There is one alone, and there is not a second; yea, he hath neither child nor brother: yet is there no end of all his labour; neither is his eye satisfied with riches; neither saith he, For whom do I labour, and bereave my soul of good? This is also vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.

Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour.

10 For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.

11 Again, if two lie together, then they have heat: but how can one be warm alone?

12 And if one prevail against him, two shall withstand him; and a threefold cord is not quickly broken.

13 Better is a poor and a wise child than an old and foolish king, who will no more be admonished.

14 For out of prison he cometh to reign; whereas also he that is born in his kingdom becometh poor.

15 I considered all the living which walk under the sun, with the second child that shall stand up in his stead.

16 There is no end of all the people, even of all that have been before them: they also that come after shall not rejoice in him. Surely this also is vanity and vexation of spirit.

I, Reyna, trust in the Lord Most High and have only him to confide my heart which I am most grateful for. If not for his love, I could not be. 

Wednesday, March 2, 2022


 

God is Love in Me

 Not a day goes by that I don't think of you guys. I still remember, your dad requesting me to bring you all with me. I'm trying, I love all of us.