My Lean In Story

I wanted to share with you all that my Lean In story was published on Sheryl Sandbergs community site. I’m excited that it was published and happy to bring awareness about being a military esposa. It’s not easy and every day is a struggle. With God’s help and with the love and support of family we overcome.  Thank you so much to those of you that have supported the BeBrave!Mujer!  website and Facebook page, as well as my Military Esposa blog.

Con mucho amor,

Daring Greatly

                                                                     Source: via Maria E. on Pinterest
“It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while DARING GREATLY, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.” – Theodore Roosevelt
I love this quote from Theodore Roosevelt. It’s a blaring reminder that no matter how many times you fail or stumble the key is to be in the arena, show up and dare greatly, be brave!
I highly recommend reading Brene Brown’s best selling book Daring Greatly named after this quote. So many great insights! She was also on Oprah’s Super Soul Sunday this past weekend. (Part 2 airs this Sunday). View the first episode here: 

She also has a great Ted talk here:


If She Only Knew Who She Was

Guest post: By Stephanie Sanchez (

After a grueling day, I met up with my parents for dinner. Nothing better than Mexican mole to make the day all better! Before leaving the restaurant, I excused myself to use the little girl’s room. While in the stall (you can keep reading… no TMI moments coming), I heard a commotion in the restroom. Two ladies were at the sink; One was crying and the other was trying to talk some sense to her. Of course I took the opportunity to listen in. Well… I really didn’t have any other options at this point. The conversation sounded something like this:

Girl One: **crying**
Girl Two: Mija, you need to be happy his @#$ is out of your life. You deserve better than that!
Girl One: I know **whimper** 
Girl Two: Seriously! You don’t want anyone that you can’t be yourself around; someone that won’t accept you for who you are! 
Girl One: I know, but it’s hard!

As I was listening in, I had a smile on my face. Not because I found this situation humorous in any way, but because it was as if I was listening in on a conversation between my sister and I about 8 months ago. I was on the outside looking in on my past. In that moment, I felt her pain. I felt the rejection, the doubt, the insecurity, and the anger.

I walked out of the stall and was heading to wash my hands! They were blocking the one sink, so I just stood there. The conversation continued for a few seconds. It paused for a few seconds only for Girl Two to look at me and ask me, “Right?” as  if she needed some extra back up. I jumped in and said enthusiastically, “Yes! You have to love yourself first mama!” Girl Two then high-fived me (gross, I know). I washed my hands and left.

It’s only tonight that God brought to mind Abby. That’s Girl One’s name. My heart was saddened. I wish now in hindsight that I could go back to this afternoon’s situation and say more. I wish I could have spoken life into her. I wish I could’ve told her who she was. You see… in Psalms 139:14 the Bible says, “I praise you because I am 
fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” This verse is a popular one, yet I don’t think we truly believe it. I know I didn’t until recently. 

I lived a life where I apologized for who I was. I’m not talking about the things that God wants us to fine tune either.  I literally would say I’m sorry when I cried. I would apologize for standing up for myself.  I would apologize for my appearance. I reserved apologies for people that were only meant to be directed toward God in my prayers. I was extremely co-dependent. How everyone saw me was how I determined what to think of myself. I’d stay in relationships where I thought if I could only get better, then the relationship would be better! If the other person rejected me, I’d question what was wrong with me. I know in my heart that Abby believes this, too. I believe many, many others believe that too. They are ashamed or apologize for their talents, dreams, goals, desires, tears. You get it.

It angers me now that the devil has gotten so good at convincing us (especially woman) that how God created us is wrong or faulty. How wounded are we that we apologize for something that God declared is good? It hurts me to see my sisters try to change themselves into something that they were not created to be in order to please someone else. This goes for all relationships, not just romantic ones.

I wish I could tell Abby this…

  • She was fearfully and wonderfully made. 
  • She is a wonderful work made in the image of the Creator. 
  • She is loved by God more than she can fathom, and that is where her security lies.
  • Her beauty resides in that beautiful spirit of hers. 
  • She needs to be in a relationship with someone who sees her as God sees her. 
  • I wish I could tell her to be brave, and she will be ok. 
  • I wish I could point her head and heart upwards to God, so that she could bestow His beauty and see hers in return. Then and only then would man’s rejection not be so hard knowing that our Heavenly Father accepts us just as we are. Flaws and all. 

So since I can’t tell Abby, I’ll tell you. I’m sure there is anAbby out there reading this. If you are, I dare you to be brave. Be brave enough to ask God to prove it. Prove that He made you fearfully and wonderfully.  Dare Him to show you how much He loves you. Dare Him to show you just how beautiful you are to Him. Keep daring Him until He does it. Oh and He will! Just you wait! He’ll give you a Heavenly exchange. He’ll exchange your troubled thoughts for His pure ones. And when He does it, you will run away from anyone that doesn’t see you as the masterpiece that you are. I didn’t think I could do it, but I did. My life has changed, and so can yours. Be Brave, you’ll be ok.  

Lead us to a place… the prayer

“Palomita de Paz”
RED Project #7

Sharing a beautiful song… The Prayer. I’m sure you’ve heard it before… although this 
version is sung by a child (Rhemma Marvanne)… so angelic. God bless those that mourn and those that are are afraid. My favorite verse “When shadows fill our day…Lead us to a placeGuide us with your graceGive us faith so we’ll be safe”.


The Prayer (lyrics)
I pray you’ll be our eyes
 And watch us where we go
 And help us to be wise 
 In times when we don’t know
Let this be our prayer when we lose our way 
 Lead us to a place 
 Guide us with your grace 
To a place where we’ll be safe
La luce che tu daiI pray we’ll find your light 
Nel cuore resteràAnd hold it in our hearts
A ricordarci cheWhen stars go out each nightL’eterna stella sei
Nella mia preghiera 
Let this be our prayerQuanta fede c’è 
When shadows fill our day
Lead us to a place 
Guide us with your grace 
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
Sognamo un mondo senza più violenza 
 Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza 
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino 
 Simbolo di pace e di fraternità
La forza che ci dia 
We ask that life be kindÈ il desiderio che 
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amorWe hope each soul will find 
Intorno e dentro a sèAnother soul to love
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Need to find a place 
Guide us with your grace 
 Give us faith so we’ll be safe