THE STORY OF
The basement was the only thing left of my uncle’s wooden house since everything else had burned down a long time ago. After that, my uncle started living in a trailer, and every summer, my sister, my two cousins, my grandmother, and I would stay with him…
I don’t know anything about my dad’s side of the family… or much about my dad as a person. The only thing I know for sure is his name. All I have are glimpses of memories of going over to his mother’s house...
When I think back to kindergarten, I remember a mix of excitement and nerves that comes with stepping into a big, unfamiliar world. I was five years old, facing my first real adventure: school. We lived in a bustling city, so the school was huge…
When I was younger, I thought love meant that you had to make a man happy.
For me, that was love. It was performance-based. If you could look and act the way your man wanted you to, then you would receive his love, even if the woman he loved was just an act you had put on for his benefit…
The day I got married wasn’t a fairy tale—it wasn’t even close. After leaving David, I moved to Crescent City, CA. It was this small town where my mom lived. That’s where I met Donny…
The first time I drank alcohol was at a family party. My mom, aunt, and grandma all lived together in the same house with my sister and two cousins, and every holiday turned into a celebration…
In the early 1990s, I was living a life full of chaos and confusion. My marriage to my now ex-husband had ended, and I found myself living with another man. Unfortunately, it was more of the same – drugs, fighting, and violence…
To back up just a little, I had friends who were constantly asking me to go to church with them, which was something I could not ever imagine I would want to do. She usually called me at least once a month to invite me to church...
I want to start by saying that I have three children, and none of them had an easy start in life. I was just a teenager when I had them, struggling with my own issues and not knowing how to be the kind of mother I truly wanted to be...
The Bible tells us that before we get saved or before we find Jesus, we’re living in darkness, and we don’t really understand. There is a veil on our eyes, and it feels like a plug in our ears…
Shortly after I started following Jesus, my son’s mother-in-law was admitted into the ICU with liver failure. She was very sick, and the doctors did not give her much hope. In fact, they put her in an induced coma and told the family to get everybody together to say their goodbyes...