If you approach the world with the apron of a servant, then you are allowed to go places that you can’t go if you approach it with the crown of a king.
Jon Foreman

About My INFJ Personality

I am an introvert. 

I am a perfectionist.

I am an idealist.

I am my own worst critic.

But God,

He has been delivering me from my own destructive thoughts and into embracing my identity in Him. 

I am the girl in your small group, or big gathering, who isn’t afraid to speak up but doesn’t know how to ultimately belong.

I am proudly Italian-Puerto Rican, which makes me a very passionate breed.  Don’t believe me?  Ask my husband!

I was born moving from house to house in the beautiful island of Puerto Rico.  I never felt like I belonged anywhere until Hurricane George became the cause of uprooting us and replanting us in the city of Miami Beach, Florida in 1999.  My father owned numerous restaurants but I swore I wouldn’t follow his career path in the hospitality industry.  I enjoyed school and aspired to become a Writer, Journalist or TV Producer someday and studied Broadcast Communication.  No one was hiring after I graduated in 2008 due to the writers’ strike.  After pursuing various internships and graduating with high honors, my dream of working in the television field faded.

As the doors kept shutting, I felt nudged to do the unthinkable.

I applied to work as a restaurant server in my home church for a season.  Working in a restaurant was the last place I wanted to be, but it was the one and only place that felt like home.

What was supposed to be a transitional season in my life turned into seven years.

Not only was I there for such a lengthy time, but I was also promoted to a management position and I married the Executive Chef.  Everything I thought I didn’t want metamorphosed into all I ever desired.

I finally found a place where I belonged.

I was blessed enough to meet the love of my life and upgrade our family of three (Kenny, our super cat Jack Bauer, and myself) to a family of four with the birth of our little monster, Joshua Isaac Velsor in April 2015.

After my mom passed away in 2016, I decided it was best for me to resign from my job, my ministry, my second home.

As I adapt into the world of a SAHM, my love for writing remained.

This is my new space where I truly belong with hopes you and I can finally relate.

Grab a cup of coffee and Happy Reading! 🙂

From my mother’s womb, You have been my God.

Psalm 22:10