The Gift of Life

I should be dead. It’s really that simple. By the time I was 14, I had been depressed, suicidal, participated in risky behavior, almost drowned and was grabbed seconds before being run down by a speeding SUV. The fact that I’m alive is both a miracle and a blessing. I’m convinced that I am here […]

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Identifying the Process

At 20 years old, I was making preparations to be a wife. At 23, I was single, again. Life hadn’t gone as planned. My heart was broken; I was mentally fragmented and emotionally more damaged than ever. Broken, bitter and confused, I sealed my heart. Men became the enemy and love was a concept that […]

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