I am indigent as you can see. I left home to go to prison in 1994. I left three boys. I found out I was pregnant and had a baby girl in 1997. It’s sad how I have four children, who pull together $5 a piece to help me with small personal items. I got myself here, for being drunk and signing something under the influence of alcohol. I lost my mom last year. God is good through the good and the bad. God knows and I do believe and trust him to take care of this. God is good through the good and the bad. He will provide: I’m waiting.
