Hello, it is nice to meet you!
My name is Anneke. It is a Dutch name and it means ‘grace’. I find it a very appropriate name, since I am very aware of the grace of God I have received through Jesus, his Son. This may not be what you expect of someone hosting a money making site on the Internet. Surprise!
I know Jesus does not object to me wanting to make some money online, as long as it doesn’t become more important to me than Him! And it never will.
Some personal info:
I am 40 years old, and have been happily married since May 12, 1999. I am the proud mother of two boys, aged 8 and 6. I am a professional free lance translator (English and French), part time secretary ... AND a part time internet addict ...
I had a pretty normal childhood, except that I grew up with too little self-esteem - something I still wrestle with sometimes. I was a pleaser, as long as everyone around me was happy, then I was happy. This is something that is bound to go wrong, and it did - fortunately! I finally learned that I was important too, and I was allowed to make choices that were beneficial to ME.
This lesson made me much more suitable to become a wife, and later a mother. I can see the intervention of God in my life very clearly! I was raised in a Christian family and have always known Jesus as a reality. But when things really got rough, he proved Himself in a way I could never deny. I did not know then, that there was an even more difficult time ahead ...
My nickname on the net is MyGirl123. My Girl stands for my best, dearest, closest friend in the world. I had never experienced such a friendship before and I am certain I will never again. In many ways, we were closer to each other than to our own husbands. 123 is the day she died ... February 1st, 2003. In the Netherlands we use the format day-month-year: 01-02-03.
Trying to fathom and cope with her disease, her suffering and eventually her death, I discovered once again how strong the foundations of my faith and my personal relationship with Jesus were. I never thought I could be this strong.
Yes, I still miss her. Yes, it hurts when I realize that she has never seen my youngest son. (She was there when the oldest was born.) But I never collapsed, I never got angry at God, I was able to go on with my life and support her husband, parents and others. I was just very, very tired for a long time; but even that is getting better now.
I know she would have been so proud of me. And most importantly, I know we will meet again.
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