- Introducing Nicole RamirezHello 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...........
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Today is/was nearly INDESCRIBABLE!!!
I have been coming through such a season. One which has been gradual in my healing. God is ever so much more clever than us, and HE knew that my healing needed/needs to be slow, precise, thorough, and ever so much more than I can ever imagine. He made me with such anointing for His Creation, be it people, but ever so much our planet. There have been times of being blessed by the Red Crowned Parrots here in our County. They fly by the hundreds directly over my home even. They have sat on the wires above and eaten fruit. Lots of others special gifts HE has given, and they almost all have been that which is around me just COMING ALIVE. This week we have had a storm come through and dump some rain, and that was good. I had some errands to do today and upon getting home, got some dishes done and made some coffee. AND THEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I went outside to see if my cat needed some food and I was dumbfounded at what I felt and saw to the west. The sun was getting read to set and you could see the beauty of the brightness of it. I knew the storm was over. Be it spiritual or physical. (of course there will more storms, but the current one is over). The clouds were beginning to part. I was delighted, so I shared on Facebook, what I saw and felt. Well I HAD to outside again and watch it, and this time took my camera. I climbed upon my makeshift ladder and got a couple of pictures and was doubly delighted in what I was experiencing. The clouds like a blanket was coming east and the sky was sooooooo blue. Then I noticed over my pergola, a beautiful blue morning glory in full bloom! So I got some wonderful images. I came back in the house and uploaded the pictures. Well I went outside AGAIN, and was totally blown away for what I NOW SAW. I felt like I was in heaven (I can only imagine). I got some more pictures and upon looking to the east it was nearly black with storm clouds, but the west was totally cloudless. I kept hearing the song by Kim Walker HOW HE LOVES US and was singing it, not realizing that the Holy Spirit was singing it, or well I just knew God was ministering that song all over, in, and through me. I then took MORE pictures and then felt/knew/discerned to be quiet and just watch/listen. So I did for several minutes and then I heard TAPS. You know the song about when someone dies. I stayed there for several more minutes........... Finally came in for the color was gone out of the sky. I share this link, for I went and learned the History of Taps.