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My First Blog

Today I have decided to start a blog. I have entitled it the World according to Meli. Because I can only write about the things I see, the things I know, the things I hear and how I personally perceive them. To understand my thoughts a little better, I'll tell you a little bit more about myself. I am a first generation American 25 year old woman born to Colombian parents born and raise in Hollywood Florida. I am a wife to my amazing husband Emerald and we just celebrated our 10th anniversary. I am also a mom to a 6 year old boy Emmanuel and a 2 year old girl Emeli. I am growing and learning not only so much more about me, but about relationships, and life and what they're supposed to be. Though I am titling this blog the world according to me, I do want you to understand that the way I see things change daily as I learn more about God and His purpose for us, His Love, and experience more of his grace. I pray that someone who reads this can find this relatable, inspirational, and maybe even life changing. I not only want to post my thoughts but be here for anybody who feels alone or needs someone to talk to. Follow me as I embark on this journey to write, to grow, to discover and continue learning as a woman, a wife, a daughter, a mother, a sister, a fulltime employee, a woman of God, and even someone on a journey to getting fit.

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