Creating a life so beautiful is a miracle.
Use Him and believe in yourself..
He\'s there for you.
I\'m a woman who believes in herself and my higher power in God.
I\'m not a woman scared of taking chance.
It\'s called knowledge.
Learn from mistakes.
The key is to get up, brush yourself off, keep looking, and going forward.
We all fall at some point in some fashion.
Make it come true-whatEver it is.
Okay, just don\'t dream.
After my adoption, I went on to college, had a son, moved back to Hollywood to pursue a positive role model, followed my dream, which may not be yours.
If you don\'t want your child, give it up and just maybe it will have a chance.
My hair was long and daily used as a rope to spin me around.
I wore the same dress, same zipped-up red house shoes, not a nickled daily for milk, which was daily taken from me.
But I was highly favored by God that my biological grandparents heard of my existence when I was six years old and traveled back and forth from Wichita Falls to Watts, California, where I had a little chance but no chance in California to complete my summary after the ketchup sandwiches.
To sum it up: born unwanted, used, physically and mentally abused, descerted for dogs, they ate meat I survived on ketchup sandwiches.
My story is quite the opposite.
Anyone can make a baby, and blood doesn\'t make a family.
It takes a hell of a woman and a man to be a parent.
Born loved, wanted, needed, cared for, properly fed, cleaned in the way a child should be birthed into the world.
Creating a life so beautiful is a miracle
