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In the Beginning...

7/11/2016

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​Growing up I wasn't brought up in what you would call a traditional family. My birth mother had three children by the time she was 19 and my birth father only publicly claimed my younger brother. When I was five years old my father passed away from "unknown causes." Lucky for us, my birth mother still being too young to be a mother, had left us in his care and we were the first to know of his death. After that my birth mother ​turned to hard drugs and like any drug addict, did whatever was needed to get the drugs. This was at the expense of her children. Any therapist would tell you that after having that much trauma at a young age you would be, for a lack of better words, "screwed."
Miraculously my father stepped in when I was seven years old! My dad is my birth mother's oldest brother. My husband likes to call my childhood as "spoiled." Although I'm quick to tell him different, I can't but secretly smile because that's exactly how my childhood was. I got to grow up naive to the world. I got to grow up with a mother and father. And unlike most children taken away from addicts I was able to live with my younger brother and sister. My life sure didn't start the way most would like but I think God chose it for me. What the reason is I don't know but someday I will find out!

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