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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...........


Thursday, March 26, 2015

HIS LOVE FOR US/ME...............................

Over the last few years, things have been dug up, turned over, thrown out and it "seemed" like it would never end. I was saved in 1979 and there was a definite shift in my life that night. After I found my birth dad, though I was looking for my birth mom, I started having this "things" which i titled "blank outs". Well since then I have been set free from several demons, dozens of curses have been broken AND more than I can fathom (as the Lord communicated to me).
December 2015 was my final deliverance and I have felt (starting in Feb. 2015) such a shift, nearly unfathomable. Well let me explain it this way: I am a photographer and with a digital camera, you have what are called pixels. My first digital camera had 1280 X 960 pixels. Then a few years later, I got a Canon Rebel and it is 3456 X 2304 pixels. So much more clarity, and you can enlarge it even bigger. THAT IS WHAT I FEEL LIKE. More of me can feel what IS. Whether it is love or hate. So now when I feel the Lord's love I almost fall on the ground. When I feel, and I do more than discern the enemy/evil spirits, that is gross. UGH   But each time the attacks are less and less strong, and the Love is greater. I share all of this for the little episode of the Lord today....................
I had a bit of a hard time last night not sleeping deeply, waking up 5 or more times, and today, my focus was not on the good, but stuff I shouldn't be focused on. I thought the Lord would be saddened by my actions and He has been blessing me for the last few weeks greater than I can ever remember, and even that which I do remember, it was a shallow feeling I had. Now I got up from lying down for a nap, and I heard the sound of the Hooded Oriole. I peeked out the window and saw him. For the next 20 minutes 3 Hooded Orioles, 1 hummingbird just were. Then a butterfly flew around for several minutes and it was the glorious Monarch! The Orioles just sat, then drank nectar from the Aloes, and words can never express how I FELT THE LORD SO HAPPY TO BLESS ME.  This of course happened from my bedroom window, and the aloes are less than 10 feet away. It was like being in the theater and just soaking/basking in ABBA'S LOVE!  I am attaching the images of these birds/aloes.  ENJOY!   I am more healed that I can even fathom!


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