Asked God to kill my husband.
From poverty, near abortion and death, to dreams and miracle...
From a 4200 sq ft lake house to an RV.
I can't really remember the traumatic event.
Homeless. Sleeping in a car with my newborn.
From the next school superintendent to crackhead.
Illiterate, lived in a shack, but still found success.
Will anyone love this hungry orphan?
No one in the youth group would talk to me.
From corporate jets to food stamps.
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