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Introducing Nicole Ramirez
Hello my name is Nicole and it mean victory of the people, victorious one, and it origin is from Greece.
I am a photographer, author, as well as an artist. This is my first posting here in my blog, and over the next season, i will share from several different subjects so as to encourage you.  One goal I have and intend to accomplish is to share the trials, traumas, and just hard times that i have come through, that i made it this far and you can too.
So, let me start with as i said above....  My name is Nicole. I am adopted and found out as i was raised by my adoptive parents, that my name was given to my by my biological dad. I was born in the 50's, and even though now in the 21st century, when i was growing up there was not one other Nicole i even met, heard of, be it in my life or on television. I never heard the name Nicole anywhere at all.
I was raised by Mr & Mrs Stickler, my adoptive parents, and they adopted another kid, this time a boy, and now i had a brother. We moved ever so much and so i never really got established in a neighborhood, all but for once. 
My dad acquired cancer and died of it when i was 11. We moved back to Pennsylvania, so he could say goodbye to his blood family before he died. After his death we came back to California, and settled in
San Diego County, the home of my moms sister.  We settled in an rural area of the Eastern County, and we stayed in one place, and it was nice to go to one school my entire high school years.
Of course i saw some cute looking guys, and sorta would follow them around. Another guy became aware of me, especially as i started to go to sports events to take pictures. I decided to take photography, for i needed credits to graduate, and that seemed different and maybe fun.  By the end of my junior year, i started dating this guy who was watching me. He graduated that year and 2 years later i then graduated.  He then moved and got his own apartment and i invited myself to move in. Within several months a very good friend of mine, had a dream, and because of the dream, she begged me to watch Billy Graham crusade that weekend on the t.v. (i had gone to his crusades growing up, and watched his crusades lots of times).  So the weekend came and it was December of 1977. I watched the crusade and ended up curled up on the floor crying at the end when the invitation to accept Christ was given. Well that very night, i couldn't go to bed with my boyfriend, i just KNEW it was not good anymore. So i slept in the walk in closet. Within the next week, i moved home with my mom. (she now only had a one bedroom apartment, and my brother had left home).  Within several months my boyfriend whose name was Charles, well he came to invite me out on a date once again, and shared with me he was saved now.  Within 5 months i was engaged, and we got married in June 1979.
I got pregnant nearly immediately and had a son in June of 1980 and named him charles as well. I now called my husband Charlie. The next 20 years were basically 2 more kids, who were boys, and several apartments too.
In 2002 my mom died, and within a year i started looking for my birth mom.  It was (I think) in 2005 that i found my birth dad. I found him for i had always known we had the new paper article in which it was shared the details of my situation..........
Details will be given in the next posting on my blog...........

Monday, May 13, 2013

Tis been an active week...........

Sooooooooooooooo, MUCH has been happening. I rarely get sick and think the last time when any significant infirmity hit was over 10 years ago. I started feeling something not good last Wednesday which was May 8th. Today its' May 13th.  On a scale of 1-10 with pain, it got to nearly 20 over the weekend. The nausea was atrocious as well, but have felt worse there. Anyway this isn't the focus of the posting. As many know I am in the season of WHAT NOW LORD? In regards to healing and breakthrough. So i decided to go through dreams, and found one from my first born son who lives at home and blesses us greatly. We have 3 sons, 2 of which are in the military. This is the dream that I shall share.....
Chucks dream

Had a dream that we went to Antarctica to find some hidden city underneath it. We went on some crazy expedition underneath the ice in these caves looking for stuff. When we got to the surface it was 70 degrees and warm, I asked why it was so warm if this was Antarctica, you said it's always warm in the day. The scenery changed and we started driving in a Jeep down the road like we were going home.  My dream changed and you were visiting me in an apartment and you had a kid with you. You were mad at me but wouldn't say why. There was someone else there telling you lies about me to keep you mad at me. I kept asking you why you were mad, you never opened your mouth or said anything. I could just tell. I started getting mad at this other person for lying to you. You started to walk away and then my next dream started. We were in a grocery store, but I was there to watch you in a play. I was there with a bunch of your friends and family and some of my family too as well as people I didn't know. I watched the play and you were all dressed and  you and looked very pretty. I remember thinking how happy I was to be with you and how good you were doing. After the play was over I was looking up and down the aisles for you but people kept distracting me. One person said you didn't want to see me but I knew you were somewhere around. The people went over to you and were trying to escort you out of the building so I wouldn't find you. I went outside and started searching for you. Everything went completely black so I was searching in completely darkness. I thought I found you but when I looked into your face it was some other girl, I keep searching until I saw you in front of the building I had just left, you were with the people who were trying to keep us apart. I came up and we hugged each other very tightly. I told you what happened and how much I missed you and didn't want to lose you. The people started to whisper things in your ear and your attitude totally changed, they were telling you things to make you mad at me again. You asked me why I didn't congratulate you on the play, I told you that I thought you did a great job but you wanted me to say congratulations. I told you not to listen to these people, they are trying to split us apart. All of a sudden these bus's came up and we were given numbers to get on. We got our numbers and they were 5 and 6. we got on and were happy to sit next to each other. I remember squeezing your hand tight and telling you I didn't want to ever lose you. At the last second someone switched your ticket and you had to sit in number 1 away from me. As the bus started to leave those people that were originally with you grabbed you and took you off the bus and said you are riding on a different one. I yelled for you and started punching the windows trying to break out but I couldn't. It drove away down the road you had tears in your eyes, but never said a word. It was the worst pain like something special being ripped from you.
Mostly I am posting, for I don't want to rely so much on my own understanding, just THINKING, maybe you (whoever you are) MIGHT glean something I haven't.  I can share, that this season, my emotions most certainly are coming alive, i guess they have been pretty dormant most of my life. I was always taught TO LOOK ON THE GOOD SIDE of everything, as well as ALWAYS BE GRATEFUL/ALWAYS. Shalom and GOD BLESS


  1. Confused slightly. Is this Your dream or Your sons?

  2. sorry, this is my sons dream. Twice the Lord has given one of my kids a dream of great importance. This one is sorta confusing, and if I am to get rid of it so be it. Shalom Wendy.