We tried everything possible to make his life normal. He studied in a very good school. He tried to study hard and behave very well. Nevertheless, society had a hard time accepting him.
I just started squalling and laughing and carrying on like a crazy woman. It was like a bolt of lightening hit me in the head.
"Only the thief comes to steal, kill and destroy but I have come to give you life so that you may have it abundantly."
"When my brother passed it was a point of, I really had to cry out to the Lord because the pain was immense."
"I almost feel completely empty, completely drained, completely freed of everything that had held me back before."
"The place that was a dark place to start with became my refuge."
I just lost all hope. I was just being dealt the wrong hand. I really went into a depression.
My dad committed the crime of first degree murder on August 14, 1996, which is my birthday, and he went to prison.
It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and my blood alcohol level was twice the legal limit for the State of Tennessee. My ten-year-old daughter was in the front with me, and she escaped serious physical injury, but her emotio...
At that point my brother and sister walked into the room, crying uncontrollably. At that moment I knew it was true.