Back to the Beginning

When I was very young I developed a strong relationship with God. Throughout my life my faith was challenged by a variety of life's encounters and changes. Change for children is often times difficult; but, I had some very unique ways of dealing with situations that I didn't like.

Most of my friends would describe my upbringing as privileged because of my parent's occupations, but things weren't always as they seemed. As in most homes, there were secrets that our parents didn't want to get out, but I never was good at keeping secrets.
Being the middle child can be difficult if you don't know ways around different situations. I learned at a very young age how to get my way regardless of the circumstances.
Having this attitude served me well until I married my first of three husbands and suddenly instead of being "in charge" I was enslaved. Suddenly my desires no longer mattered and I became the property of a very charismatic evil man. Like the devil, Butch showered me with compliments, took me places I never knew existed and made me the envy of all of my friends. But also like the devil, once he has you, he shows you his true colors. It was only two months after I married him that the real "Butch" appeared and I realized that I was being introduced to hell! Unlike the hell that the pastor tells us about, my "hell" had both good and bad days and there were just enough good days to give me hope that things might change.