A Hallway of Praise

thumbnail“Until God opens the next door, praise him in the hallway.” I can’t count how many times in the past I’ve seen this Pinterest quote but today it truly hit home.

As I close the one familiar door I’ve known my entire life and turn ahead to see the numerous doors before me; I slightly get filled with uncertainty. Here I am in the hallway. As I’m walking, I see doors in all shapes and sizes and begin to wonder when one will open.

Are you currently in the hallway? Are you making big changes in your life right now? Or are you currently waiting for an answer to your prayers?

All I can say is trust God in the uncertainties.

How often we forget to give thanks to him during the transitional seasons in our lives. Its in these particular moments that we truly experience his goodness. Like wow he really did THAT. God really came through with it. My dreams and desires are no longer just that; they are visible. He’s shifting my life in various ways and I’m trying my best to be patient enough to see the beautiful outcome he has for me.

So as I continue down the hallway, I praise him for all the smaller yet significant moments that led to this huge transitional period in my life. THANK YOU GOD. You’re a good good father. It’s who you are. 😉 (*inserts Good Good Father lyrics by Chris Tomlin)

“I’ve seen many searching for answers far and wide/ But I know we’re all searching/ For  answers only you provide/ ‘Cause you know just what we need/ Before we say a word/

You’re a good good father/ It’s who you are, it’s who you are, its who you are/ And I’m loved by you…”

So whoever else is in the same transitional season as me, will you join me?

I’ll be here in the hallway singing songs of praise for what has been and what will be.

On another note, I hope to share with everyone my good news when I’m ready. 🙂

Love,

Patty xoxo

“Tres idiomas,Trois langues, Three languages” miniseries, Day Three

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Today is the Final Day of my Language miniseries!

Some of my readers may know that I speak French, but for those that don’t “Bonjour, mes amis!” I decided to learn French in high school where I took three years of it, meanwhile the majority of my friends opted for Spanish or Spanish for Native Speakers. 😉 Then I went on to college where I minored in Francophone Studies. So that’s just a little background of my Frenchie side! Nowadays, I use my newly profound language by occasionally  listening to French music, watching French films, and reading books in French. I’ve fallen in love with the rap/pop vibes of Gims and the very talented Romain Duris (I’ve seen 5 of his films!) and all the way in outer space with the novel Le Petit Prince. 😉

Sometimes I feel as God has blessed me by giving me the most random encounters with French speaking people. I’ll list a few below. 🙂

1. Four summers ago, I was trekking up Lombard Street and I stumbled upon a French family.

2.  On the road to Raleigh, my family stopped to a Burger where I meet a small group of Congolese people.

3. On a separate occasion, when I worked in retail there was a Congolese family that would go grocery shopping often.

4. One time I applied to local thrift store where the owners happened to be from Quebec.

I may be missing more encounters but those were my most memorable ones!   They hopefully won’t be the last and I look forward to many more 😉

On a side note, I thought I’d share some photos of my trip to Paris exactly two summers ago that I’d never got around to posting. Check them out on my Instagram @cisne.rose !!

 

Love,

Patty xoxo

 

“Tres idiomas, trois langues, three languages” miniseries, Day One

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Today is day one of my language miniseries and this is something I have been really excited to share. I truly had lots of fun writing my experiences growing up learning multiple languages as a Mexican-American girl in the United States.  Hope you enjoy!

Looking back at my childhood, there’s one particular memory that stuck out to me. Around the time I started elementary school I remember I had struggled learning English. Thinking back to that time I just smile now. I can still hear my dad patiently telling me to ask him what I needed at that moment in English and myself getting frustrated. I wanted to desperately say it in Spanish and he said no you need to keep practicing your English.

Growing up around that time, my dad was the only bilingual person at home and all the kids in my neighborhood were also first-generation students learning English for the first time. If I step outside the very same neighborhood, the majority of kids entering elementary school now have at least 1 or more older siblings that has taught them English. It’s crazy to think how much has changed since my childhood days.

You may ask yourself why this particular childhood memory? This is a sweet memory of my younger self who despite struggling at that time, I now am fluent in both languages and then some. Yes, there are times today when I forget a word in Spanish. I find myself describing the word or saying it in English until the native Spanish-speaking person who I’m speaking to understands what I’m saying.  LOL. I know some of my bilingual friends have been there!

What are some of your fond memories learning a second language?

 

Women’s History Month

Reflecting on where I came from helps me to appreciate and balance what I have now. -Meghan Markle

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Hi there!

This month happens to be Women’s History Month and it got me reflecting on my life as a woman and all the important women that have helped shape me into who I am today. Whether these women be internationally known or my close family members, they have all impacted my life tremendously and I couldn’t help but to express my gratitude towards them.

My mom

I love and admire my mom so much. From being the oldest of her 9 siblings to raising 6 kids to also caring for her 15+ grandkids. I honestly don’t know how she does it! She really is a SuperMujer in my books. 😉 Pun intended! I hope to  be like her with the patience to raise my own kids one day. LOL. On top of that she is an amazing cook! She really does it all and without ever complaining. Overall, all I can say is I hope to make her proud and be half the woman she is.

My grandma

I am incredibly thankful for my paternal grandmother because she is one of the reasons I got closer to God. It has been a tough journey each and every day but my faith is something I wouldn’t change for anything.  I’ve learned from her when life throws curveballs at you, just act with grace and keep moving forward. Growing up is tough but if you leave it to God, everything will turn out just fine.

Sandra Cisneros
When I started my freshman year in high school my English teacher asked me if I was related to the Latina author Sandra Cisneros. I told him there was no relation. LOL. Shortly after reading The House on Mango Street I immediately related to her also being a Mexican-American growing up in the United States. I didn’t know it then but my love of writing grew throughout my high school years and well into college. She truly has inspired me to continue writing. I mean, here I am! Just now with a blog! 🙂

J.K. Rowling

Another author that has inspired me to dream big is the amazing J.K. Rowling. I fell in love with the whole magical world she created and the muggle world as well. LOL. I dreamed of traveling to England and exploring the castles in the countryside as well as the city life in London. I’m thankful I got to experience it all two years ago. I even toured the Harry Potter Studio and it was all amazing to see the sets and costumes involved in all the movies. There’s so much more of the world to see, and I look forward to it! P.S. I wouldn’t trade the books for the movies. :p

The list could go on and on and there’s so many extraordinary women out there that I could probably write a book! 😉 So I dedicate this post to all my latinas and all of my girls out there and especially to you who are currently reading this! Thank you for being amazing women. Now get out there and celebrate Women’s History Month.

Love,

Patty xoxo