Yes I’ve been to jail and no it was not the first time but it was the last time. Six years ago I was out of control and I wanted to live my life the way I wanted to. I was 7 months pregnant with my daughter and sleeping on the floor of a jail cell. My heart was still healing from the lost of my first child and here I was having another one. Apart of me wanted to have another child so bad to full my emptiness but mentally I wasn’t ready. “But that’s another story”
I can honestly say that I am blessed, To be able to look back and see how far God has brought me, he allowed me to literally wake up and change my ways. Today I am Joyful, Today I am Grateful. I know what it’s like to feel as if things will never get better or to feel like you are drowning. I’ve changed so much, I’m a Mom now and it’s one of the most important position I have ever had. My past is my past and it doesn’t define me, everyone has a story. I choose to embrace my past and the lessons I learned from and pray it inspires other.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. (Proverbs 3:5-6)