By: Gabriela Yareliz I heard this song and it made me miss Florida so badly. I mean, I already miss Florida like crazy, but this song did it. It is like the soundtrack to my days driving with my windows down through country roads. I can’t wait to be home. This song is: driving throughContinue reading “Florida Girl”
It is official!! Florida your sunshine will bless me for a few days before I begin my internship. God I miss you. I can’t wait for the hellish month of exams to be over! As usual, the minute I am done in NYC, I say to Manhattan, PEACE, I am OUT! Hommmmeeeeeee.
I miss home. Recently, I felt a desire to be at the humid and exhaust-filled McCarty RTS University of Florida bus stop. I would’ve given anything to just stand there. I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss Florida. I miss home.
By: Gabriela Yareliz It was a gray, humid day. I was out for a walk with my dog, Bunny, in the rain. It is one of those rains where everything is green and alive. I was trying to stroll while she would occasionally stop and try to make a feast out of acorns. We areContinue reading “To live”
By: Gabriela Yareliz The following list was compiled from notebooks where I did my articles, class journals, news outlets, etc. 2012 was great, 2013 will be just as wonderful I hope. Like every year, it had its ups and downs. The Best of 2012 Cricket: In January of 2012, I walked onto the field byContinue reading “The best and worst of 2012”
By: Gabriela Yareliz We have so much to be thankful for! I hope that as you spend the holiday with family and friends you meditate on the great blessings God has bestowed on you. Take nothing for granted. Safety, health, family, friends, intelligence, opportunity, work– even in the bad times, we must always praise God forContinue reading “Happy Thanksgiving”
By: Gabriela Yareliz The Fourth of July, a day when I think about the inscription on the statue of liberty: “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”Continue reading “Americaaaaa”
Recollection by: Gabriela Yareliz- Based on Steve Riley’s sermon at the Florida Conference Campmeeting. Riley is the Senior Pastor of Stanmore Avenue Church in Port of Spain, Trinidad. Life throws us unexpected things. We don’t always understand what we are going through as we are walking along the journey. Only one thing is true: GodContinue reading “He crossed His hands”
By: Gabriela Yareliz Hello! It is freezing outside. Yes, the cold front reached us in Florida. Horrible. This time I was prepared. I am wearing a black long sleeve boatneck, a purple scarf tied around the waist. A black corduroy blazer, and a navy corduroy coat from Gap with black fuzzy gloves that leave theirContinue reading “Empty Campus; cold morning”