New Life

"From life's first cry to final breath. Jesus commands my destiny." - Natalie Grant This momma misses her dad. And then - there were a number of numb years, where I made poorer and poorer choices. I had little regard for my health and well being as I felt used up, washed out, worthless. I began … Continue reading New Life


These Bags Have Got To Go

This momma has a lot of baggage. This added load I lug around all day pales in comparison to the monstrous weight of his body forcefully on my fifteen-year-old tiny frame. My virginity was stolen from me that horrific night in grade nine. I was raped.  I made the poor choice to go to this … Continue reading These Bags Have Got To Go