Friday, 28 December 2018

HANG IN THERE.

There's a saying that when it rains, it pours. There are some of us who right now feel like the year is ending on a very depressing low. You watch those around you celebrating, sharing and giving gifts, and you wonder why you can't feel that way, why you are not feeling happy. You feel so depressed and angry, your head hurts from worrying and thinking of a way out. You keep wondering why everything seems to have just gotten so messed up. You just cannot see any way the new year would come with a new and better beginning.

I have been there and I know exactly how it feels. I encourage myself by reminding myself what my purpose in life is. Why I decided to embark on my journey, and when I feel so depressed and weighed down, I tell myself I cannot quit now. I know slowly but surely I will get to my goals, dreams, and be truly happy. For better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof: and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit (Ecclesiastes 7:8).  

Learn to be patient when you are angry, when you feel so frustrated and think life has been too unfair and unkind to you. I know it is easy to say and advice when one is not going through such frustration, but I am writing from my own experience. Anger makes things worse as we get blinded by our emotions and how we feel, do not make decisions when you are angry. Be not hasty in the spirit to be angry: for anger resteth in the bosom of fools (Ecclesiastes 7:9)

No matter what it is you are facing right now, please just stay strong, hang in there. Take things a day at a time and trust that you will reach your dreams eventually. As the year rolls to an end, do your best to hold on to the happy moments. You are alive, you are breathing without tubes, you are walking without any aid, you don't need any equipment for your heart to function, your kidneys are okay and you can go to the toilet normally. The list is endless.
Be thankful, stay strong and above all, love yourself.

Remember, Winners, don't quit. stay sparkling and keep believing in yourself.


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Monday, 24 December 2018

SEASONS GREETINGS!

Hello everyone.
Another Christmas is here again. We have so much to be thankful for - life, health, family and loved ones amongst other things. 

As we celebrate this period, let us also not forget the main reason for this festive season- the birth of Jesus Christ. IMMANUEL- The Son of the Living God.

Let us not just remember only our family and friends when giving out gifts, but also remember those who have nothing at this time. It could be paying for their gas and electric so they can keep warm, or sharing your turkey and festive meals with someone who cannot afford a meal. Nothing is too small to share with one who has none. 

Show love, show you care and put a smile on a face this season. 

Here's wishing you a very happy and splendid Christmas with love from Sisi Alero. 
Make sure you Sparkle through the remaining days left in 2018.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!


Friday, 14 December 2018

BEAUTIFUL IMPERFECTION 2

CONTENT WARNING: Please note that there are pictures that you may find disturbing.

Last week we read the story of a beautiful lady, Jynnie who was mauled by five of her grandmother's bull mastiff dogs(to read Part one follow the link - https://www.isparklenow.com/2018/12/beautiful-imperfection.html). Today, we conclude on her amazing and touching story. Remember, this is a true story and not made up. We must never give up no matter how many times we are pulled down. Enjoy as you read. 



JYNNIE'S STORY: I mentioned that I was mauled by my grandmothers' dogs. What you do not know is that after I was attacked, my grandmother asked me and my sister to lie to the hospital and police that there had been only two dogs and I was breaking up a fight. She appeared to be more worried about what would happen to her dogs than her granddaughter. After my attack, the dogs were quarantined and ordered to be put down. My grandmother sued me to court for the loss of her dogs.


After an eight-year-long trial, my grandmother lost the case and was to pay me the sum of $184,000(One hundred and eighty-four thousand dollars), rather than pay me, she claimed bankruptcy and moved out of the country. Though I may not have received any money, I am thankful and grateful to be alive as there are no price tags on a person's life.


After going into depression, and turning to drugs to ease the pain I was going through, I decided to come out from hiding. I began to motivate and encourage myself. I  really wanted to wear a pair of shorts, a skirt or even a bikini. I just wanted to be able to feel pretty and comfortable in my own skin. One day, I woke up and got dressed for school. My mum saw me and marveled as I had on a pair of shorts. She asked me if I was sure I was ready, and I replied with a strong 'YES' and left for school. Ever since the day I made that decision, I have felt confident in my own skin. I feel beautiful to worry about what anyone thinks about me or my scars. I was finally at peace with my scars and nothing could take that from me. I got off the drugs and started to live a healthy life.



If you are reading this, and you are someone with a hidden scar, stop hiding. I want you to know that your scars are beautiful, they show the strength of a fighter. Everything happens for a reason and God chose this as your path to show the world your courage.




A few years ago while on vacation, I was in a bikini by the poolside chatting to some ladies. one of the ladies happened to have noticed my scar and said: "oh my God, what happened to you?" I then told them my story and made them know I was comfortable and confident with it. I let them know I did not need pity and I do not allow negative talks get me down. After I finished talking, one of the ladies came to me, she had on a big-long t-shirt and pants as her swimming costume in the hot sun. She told me she was ashamed of her body because she had stretch marks and cellulite. She had always hidden her body and would not wear shorts, dresses or bikinis. She was inspired by my story and the following day came to the poolside in a bikini and borrowed a pair of shorts from one of her girlfriends. She went out dancing that night in the borrowed shorts with her friends.  She had taken her first step of breaking out of hiding. Please, know that no matter the type of scar you have, seen or unseen, you do not need to hide behind it. Love who you are the way you are. When you love yourself, then others can love you too.


WHAT I DO FOR FUN: I love the outdoor life. From the age of seven (7), my dad taught me how to dirt bike and so, every summer when I get the chance, I go dirt biking. I also love to go boating, swimming, fishing and just relaxing around the fire with family and friends. I also love to go to karaoke and sing for fun. 


Though I got mauled by dogs, it did not stop me from loving animals. I have three dogs- A labrador, a red-nosed pit bull and a chihuahua. I love spending time with my wonderful fiance, and gorgeous stepson. We do a lot of activities together. I listen to meditation in my free time and focus on being mindful.




WORK: At the moment, I do personal training and I  actually did a fitness show called My Best Self. In the winter time, I do snow removal and in the summertime I do landscaping. I am writing a book about my life, I plan to make a difference in the world with my story.


MY FAITH: I am a woman of faith and I believe in God. My family was not the church type, but my sister and I used to go to church with a family down the street, it was always a wonderful experience. It is God who saw me through all I have been through and is with me even now. I called out for God to save me during the attack. I would not have survived the attack if not for God, 

My name is Jynnie Ashley Kent, and this is my Sparkling story.
Social Media: Instagram -@ jynuhysahrkogirl

                            Twitter -@ Jynniek

Friday, 7 December 2018

BEAUTIFUL IMPERFECTION.

A lot of times we hear stories and wonder in amusement if the stories are true as they sometimes sound so unbelievable. Meet a young lady whose story sounds like fiction but sadly, is real. I read her story on @miraclesandmesses and just had to reach out to her to come share her story with the world.

CONTENT WARNING: Please note that there are pictures that you may find disturbing.

My name is Jynnie, I am 26 years old born 26th of October 1992. I am the youngest of four siblings. 
While growing up, I lived in Pickering, Ontario. My street was called Tatra Dr. My childhood was not a regular one growing up. My parents were drug addicts. There was also violence and abuse in the home. 

I suffered sexual abuse which at the time, my parents knew nothing of. I was from a poor home, we could not afford nice clothes and due to this, I suffered bullying in school as I looked dirty and also was not up to date with the styles trending. On several occasions, I was beaten up by kids from school. I was once stabbed on my throat with a pencil, to show how much I was disliked. Even though I endured a lot of pain as a child, I always held my head high and had a positive view of every situation. Though I have a few friends, the ones I made as a child are still my best friends till date.

On October 26th, 2003, I was viciously mauled by five of my grandmothers bull mastiff dogs, leaving my entire body scared. When my grandfather realised what was happening to me in the backyard, he came to my rescue. At the point he came to help me, I was on the verge of giving up. In the process of the attack, the dogs had ripped off most of my clothing (I had winter clothing on). It had rained so the ground was muddy. I was covered in blood and mud, so, when we arrived at Uxbridge hospital and was placed on a stretcher, the nurse kept asking if I was a burn victim as I looked completely black. The Uxbridge hospital did all they could on me before flying me to Sick Kids hospital in Toronto, Ontario.

 I suffered 13 tears all over my body, had over 150 puncture wounds, about 1,000 stitches inside and outside of my body. I had a skin graphing repair on my lower right leg, suffered severe blood loss and was hospitalised for three months. On the first night at the Sick Kids hospital, the doctors found that the dogs had torn the main artery in my right leg and that there was no pulse. The doctors decided that they would amputate my right leg to the hip but later decided to call in a vascular surgeon by the name of Dr. Rubin who came in and took over the procedure. After ten hours of intensive surgery, he was able to find a vein in my left leg and used it to repair the artery in my right leg after which he got a pulse. Thanks to Dr. Rubin, he saved my leg.
I had intensive physiotherapy and rehabilitation, I learned to walk again. I still have to see my vascular surgeon (Dr. Rubin) every six months (for the rest of my life) due to the artery in my right leg. I have to be careful with certain activities as I am at risk of an artery collapsing in my right leg which would then lead to the leg being amputated to the hip.

I am very grateful to be alive. As a teenager, I hid my scars from everyone. I had social anxiety and battled with low self-esteem. I believed no one would ever love me because of my scars. I suffered bullying because of these scars, some kids in high school called me a 'dog chew toy'. Some even go as far as saying the dogs should have just killed me.


Depressed and not knowing where to fit in, I turned to drugs to ease the pain. Eventually, I got tired of hiding behind long clothes and self-harming. I no longer wanted to hide behind the walls I had built around me.

  My name is Jynnie Ashley Kent and I am Sparkling through and through✨
Social Media: Instagram -@ jynuhysahrkogirl 
                            Twitter -@ Jynniek


Join us next week to read the rest of her story, until then stay Sparkling and keep smiling.


Saturday, 1 December 2018

DECEMBER.

December is finally here, 2018 is quickly coming to an end. It definitely has been a rollercoaster year for me since the month of March. The road has been rough and crazy but, still, I stand. I have so much to be grateful for, and I thank my God and heavenly Father for each day I wake up. Every part of me still functions and I am able to do anything I want. Isn't it just awesome to be able to take in a breath of fresh air without having an oxygen mask on?

Yes, there are probably loads of tasks and deadlines we have to complete or meet but, do not allow that stop you from living or being thankful and happy. Enjoy every minute you have, enjoy every moment of every day while you have still got breath in you. 

Make this month count by making beautiful memories for yourself. Stay happy and keep Sparkling✨

Welcome to DECEMBER, welcome to the month of Glad Tidings.🔔🎄




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