Bare with me, This is my first ever blog....
Im not sure how to start off describing the road that I've traveled. Its not always been easy for me to come this far out of my comfort zone about what I'm about to say. Some of you may or may not know my story. For those of you who don't, Ive been told that its a pretty amazing one! I guess I shall start off by letting you know that God is the only reason I stand before you today! He is truly the most high and I have not imagination of where I would be with out him! He has blessed me with two of the best folks in this world and I thank him for them each day. My grandparents are the most amazing people I know. My grandfather is the best role model I could ask for. If I could be half the person he is, I would be! I know that he cares for me so much, and its a though love, so hes doing me so many favors by raising me right! Not only is my grandpa there, but my grandma is right by his side. They are both wonderful role models that every person should take examples from. They have taught me so much about life, that otherwise I wouldn't have known! They decided to take me in around age 12, for reasons ill explain latter. They are amazing people, not only to be around, but to also live with. They teach me to walk with God daily, and I'm so glad of that!
My parents split up at or around age 2 for personal reasons of which I still don't know. But that's in the past... Of course the mom always gets the baby, so we moved to Kinston, my mothers home town. Her folks live and grew up there. Anyone who knows my family, knows that my mother didn't have much of a life either - growing up in the children's home. So i continued to live with my mom till about age six. I was then taken from my Mom at that age, for reason i will only briefly touch on in a second. That was a difficult time for me because i was young and didn't understand why Mom and Dad couldn't live together like "Johnny" and "Gracies" parents....we've all been there! I was taken from my mom because I was molested by her landlord and she failed to tell my family back in Wilson. That's still a tough matter for me, so we wont talk about that. From that time on, age 6, I don't have much physical contact with my mother. Its hard, as anyone knows, to not grow up with a stable Mom, or dad for that matter. I stay in touch with my mom as much as possible...
Daddy... not a name im familiar with... I was taken from my father at age 12. He lives a life chasing women and addicted to alcohol. I decided that i was no longer going to allow him to bring me down and have him put me second in his life after his women. So i ran away to my grandparents home. My father still has physical contact with me. I do a lot of errands for him because his drinking and driving finally caught up with him, when he received 2 DWI's... i don't have much to say about my dad, because hes always had the two problems i mentioned before...
So there you have it. Im sure someone has a story to beet mine. But I can honestly say that Im not proud of my past, but im happy for my future. I know that God has a lot planned for me in the near future. This is my senior year in high school and I am going to let my light shine just as bright for the Lord, because we all know this country needs help with its religious views and leadership decisions. May God Bless Each and Ever Person on the Earth!!!!
“I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don't understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now.” -- Sophia Loren
