It was discovered that her and her sister had both been molested by a family member. While trying to deal with this nightmare, both parents were diagnosed with cancer and if that wasn’t enough, my brother was murdered.
Instead of choosing God to deal with my unrelenting pain I chose alcohol. A DUI didn’t change my desire to numb my pain. It took God, allowing me to suffer a compound fracture in my left arm to finally get my attention.
Join me for a journey of pain, addiction, & loss, to what it took for me to hear His still small voice and allow Him to turn my life around.