Sins of the Mother and Father
Transformed from a lost woman to a redeemed and renewed woman
On January 16, 1976, I came into this world—born to two parents who weren’t ready to take on the responsibility of parenting together. Because of their choices, I entered a world already filled with brokenness, abandonment, anger, and sadness. I didn’t ask for it, yet it became my first inheritance.
The earliest image I carry is of myself at nine months old—standing in my crib, crying, with no one in sight. I was told I had a soiled diaper that nearly touched the mattress, and that my biological mother had been gone for days. That image has stayed with me, shaping how I understood love and absence.
“Then He said to them all, ‘If anyone desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow Me.’”
— Luke 9:23
At nine months old, I was taken from my biological mother due to neglect and drug use. One afternoon, she dropped me off at my grandmother’s house, promising to return in a few hours. But those few hours turned into days, and days into silence. She never came back.
No calls. No visits. No goodbyes.
It was as if she had vanished—leaving me behind to be raised by my grandmother.
At that tender age, I didn’t understand the word abandonment, but I felt it. Even as a baby, I must have known that love wasn’t supposed to disappear.
🌿 Reflection:
This is where my story begins—not in perfection, but in pain.
Not in strength, but in survival.
This chapter isn’t about blame; it’s about understanding how bitterness first took root in my life—and how, through faith and grace, I learned to release it.
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Part Two – Healing Begins
From abandonment to awakening — learning to forgive what broke me, and to trust the One who never left.
“Healing from Bitterness, One Step at a Time.” 