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I looked down and my knuckles were bleeding. I had decided at that point and time that I was going to commit suicide.
But I couldn’t escape the idea that suicide would be a good escape. It was like I was holding on the casket of my wife, and as morbid as it sounds was like I was being buried. I remember picturing myself breaking my grip with...
I thought that I had nothing to live for. I thought that I was the most worthless mother on the face of the earth. I was no good as a wife. As a mother. As a daughter. As a friend
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...
Growing up I didn't have a very personal view of God.
"Suddenly I felt the real power and presence of God. It was like fire and electricity shooting through my body."
I tried to live for the Lord and the Devil at the same time. I was straddling the fence, so to speak. It doesn’t work. I thought, “I can’t live it.”
I made a choice. That day a healing process started in my life. Now I can look back and say, “Wow.
“You’re going to end up like your father, a bum on the street, a loser, an alcoholic.” As a kid, growing up hearing those things hurt me. I thought, “Man, after everything I do for you, this is how you love me.”
I had loaded the rifle and put it on the coffee table. I had a fishing line tied to it.