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What I Am Thankful For in 2009

25 November, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments

Family Saying Goodbye

Thanksgiving is upon us, and it’s the time that you are reminded about what you are thankful for. This year has been marvelous for me. For the past three years (2006-2009), I dealt with the worst things ever: depression, drama, losing love…twice, and family issues. I thought that I would never be happy again, and I’m glad that I was wrong. I am so thankful that I am finally happy and having a wonderful year.

Cebastian's Birthday

This year I am thankful for having a wonderful family and friends who are always there for me when I’m in need. My children are getting bigger, cuter, and better companions each day that passes. I still watch them when they are sleeping in amazement that I had them. Having children is definitely one of my greatest achievements, and the one I am most proud of. I’m not going to lie that there are times that they drive me insane. However, when they cuddle next to me, and look up at me, I melt and forget about the rest.

Kristine, Welcome Back!

My sister finally returned from Afghanistan, and I am so happy that I got to spend a few hours with her before she headed back to Okinawa. I also met Jeff, her boyfriend, who is a wonderful guy, and I know that he will make my sister happy, now and forever. This is the last year that my parents are here before they head back to Panama. We have definitely become closer, and I am glad that we have.

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My older sister, niece, and nephews are near me. I am so happy that I did the Maryland Breast Cancer Race with my sister this year. I know that her weight was something that she was struggling with, so I am glad to have been with her while she achieved a great feat, and I saw how proud she was that she was finally got rid of the excess weight.

Panama Trip 2009Mariah, Isabelle, and Me

The rest of my family who I don’t see as much, but I still love like crazy. You are all amazing, especially my cousin Ana Cristina. I love you all.

Bridget and MeRuma's Birthday Party Adult Halloween 2009Amani and MePea and IWe Be ClubbinRuma's Birthday PartyThanksgiving Food Drive with the Kids

I am glad for my wonderful friend. Bridget, ,who heard me cry every day in LA, and she didn’t mind. I am so glad that she is back in DC cause now I can see her more often. Ruma is great. I met wonderful people through her, and she has made me do things that I never thought I would ever do before: a ten-miler race, century ride, camping, hiking, rock climbing, etc. Shauna and Tish, who have been with me since I was in high school. We definitely have changed. My friends Amani, Pea, Derrick, and many others who I met on FriendFeed, met in real life, and now I consider them true friends. I hope my friends know how much I adore them.

Air Force Cycling Classic Race 2009

I am thankful for me. I overcame losing people I loved more than anything. It’s something that I never though I would ever get over. I also overcame depression, which is the worst feeling in the world. You feel like you are in a cage, and unable to get out. But I did it.

I hope that everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving, and has some thing to be thankful for.

So What if I’m Single?

11 November, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments

It seems as though lately everyone wants to remind me that I’m still single. They act like being 31 and single is a horrible thing, and so they are constantly bringing up my relationship status. It started around 30. People would look at me with sympathetic eyes and feel sorry for the single mother who couldn’t find a decent guy. I remember going to a party with my parents, and all of their friends were asking me the same questions.

“Are you married?”

“You don’t have a boyfriend?”

“You better start dating before the train leaves you behind.”

I wanted to run out of there as fast as possible, and I could see that my mother was getting annoyed as well. Later on she would say, “Shevonne, you’re happy, so that’s all that matters.”

There is a saying in Panama that goes “Es mejor esta sola que mala acompanada.” Translation is “it’s better to be single than be in bad company.”

So what if I’m single? I already did the whole bad relationship fiasco because I thought it was better to be with someone. Let me say this. You feel more alone when you are constantly battling with someone, who isn’t putting into the relationship as much as you are. I constantly felt as though I was in a dark, wet cave drowning in my tears.

I’ve said this before, and I’ll say it again. It’s hard to date in a metropolitan area. People seem to have more of a selfish, ADHD personality. They don’t seem to want to invest the time and effort needed to have a good relationship. Add the White Rabbit mentality that runs rampant here. “I’m late, I’m late, I’m late.” It’s usually work. All people seem to do here is work. One great example is when I was doing eHarmony. A guy closed the match because he lived in DC and I lived in VA, and the distance was too far. I laughed. I only live 20-30 minutes from DC, depending on the location. It’s even harder for me than other single women because I have children.

I wish that I could just tell people to leave me alone about it. I’m happy being single. Yes, there are times that I feel a bout of loneliness and wish that I had someone enjoying life with me. However, I’m not going to push it.

For now, I will enjoy having a crush. I sometimes prefer having a crush than actually dating someone. You feel like a school-aged girl creating this entire life with someone you barely know. There are no complications or worries that he won’t like you because he doesn’t even know you are crushing on him. You smile because you are his secret admirer, and he has no clue. A crush is great, and everyone should have one.

People, leave me alone about being single. I’m super happy right now.  I have my family, including my children.  They drive me insane sometimes, but I have my companions.  I’m lucky to have found such wonderful friend who are constantly doing awesome stuff, and I get to reap the rewards. I love how passionate I am about many things, and I have met some wonderful people while doing them.  Who knows? I might end up alone.  Maybe I will find a guy who thinks I am as awesome as I think I am. In other words, let it rest.


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Five Ways You Know You are Over Someone

21 April, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments

No Broken Hearts

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One of my favorite books, “The Long Walk Home,” discussed the broken heart of the main character. She is grief stricken to the point where she can’t eat, sleep, or speak. Her aunt tells her that one day she will break up and be ok. The day finally comes, and she IS ok. Here are the five ways you know when you are over an ex.

1. You barely think about him/her - I use to wonder about this person all the time, but now I don’t care. The only time that I do is when I see something that does remind me of that person. The constant thoughts diminished, and you see yourself thinking about more important things.

2. You are totally cool about him/her dating someone else - At first, you feel this gut-wrenching jealousy that he/she is with someone else. Let me tell you that the feeling goes away. You actually start feeling sorry for this new person because she doesn’t realize what she is getting herself into.

3. You see a picture of him/her in the arms of the other person and you all think is “Meh” – Nothing bothers you anymore. You actually don’t even think about it and just go on about your business.

4. Not attracted to him/her – You look at your ex’s picture, and you do not even find him/her attractive anymore. You can see why you did, but that person is not for you anymore. It makes you wonder if he/she ever was.

5. Wonder what you were thinking - Sanity comes in to play when you laugh about how dumb you were to be broken hearted over such a person. “What was I thinking?” is all you can think about when you do think about this person. This is the final step.

One thing I have to say is that a broken heart heals, and you only need yourself to make sure that happens.  


Stop Playing the Victim! Smile and Take Control of Your Life

 

While I sit here in bed with two kids on either side and a cat at my feet, I will have to say that I am completely happy.  Things are falling into place:

  1. I just wrote an article for Mashable, which is one of my favorite social media magazines: http://mashable.com/2009/03/01/publish-book/
  2. My kids are doing amazing at school
  3. Hagi isn’t vomiting as bad as before 
  4. Big is back in my life
  5. It’s a snow day tomorrow!
  6. I am being a good friend and not flaking (will have to be a blog post later this week)
  7. I smile every day
  8. I sleep now
  9. My sister, who was living in Japan, will be here soon
  10. My parents and I finally get along

All of these wonderful things are happening because my attitude is different.  My positive outlook on life has really started to seep through.  I read all the books, like “The New Earth” and “Think and Grow Rich,” but was too busy playing the victim to really listen to what they were saying.  After I felt like I had lost everything, I finally starting to look within.  It wasn’t the world that had to change; it was me.  

We are so busy blaming others for our mishaps and playing the victims that we don’t realize the reality of things.  It’s like Stephen Covey said in his book.  You are in control of what happens to you.  No one else, so stop blaming everyone.  If you hate your job, look for another one.  If you are unhappy about a situation, then do something about it instead of whining and complaining.  

The first step is to smile even if it kills you. 


 

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Goodbye Twenties!

27 October, 2008 | dcfemella | Comments

I have hit the 30-year old mark.  It feels surreal because I don’t feel much different, other than I don’t have the patience to deal with drama.  On Saturday, I went out with the love of my life.  He took me to this fancy restaurant and then a lounge.  It was an amazing night.  The next day, we played Scrabble.  He kicked my butt, and I wasn’t very happy.  I’m not the greatest loser.  I am going to have start practicing with my sister again, so next time, I play with him, it’s on.  

We really love each other, and I can’t believe that he is in my life.  Every day I feel like I’m in a dream.  

On Sunday, my family came over to my parents’ house to celebrate the big 3-0.  Isabelle and my mom made this amazing display with all my pictures from when I was in my mom’s stomach (I mean it) til now.  It was a crazy thing to see how I have changed throughout the years, and all the different trends I have gone through.  

Every minute needs to be enjoyed.  One can’t worry about little things because life will pass you by.

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