Posts with the category “fatherless”

As I continued with college and life, I was in a constant battle about what to do. I was frustrated with school and lacked direction. I couldn't decide what I wanted to be when I grew up. I guess that...  Read More

In January 2003, I finally started college. Here I was, the new fish in a whole new world. I was struggling to find my classes on campus and still trying to figure myself out. I didn't test well in hi...  Read More

School was in full swing, and the reality that this was it—that the real world was right in front of me—started to sink in quickly. I had no clue what that looked like for me. I felt like a little kid...  Read More

So here we are. In a transition place in my life that I absolutely hate. After all these years of being bullied, the winds change, and now I see my moment. This was not a great moment. This was not a ...  Read More

Growing up poor, especially in a small town, there is almost no way to hide it. It’s like you always have this cloud over your head. It’s amazing how things look different on cloudy days. The colors i...  Read More

At a very early age, I learned what being poor was. I remember we always seemed to struggle with bills and visit churches with food closets. Our local church did a good job taking care of us, but I un...  Read More

Knock, knock, knock is what I heard one early Saturday morning as I sat on the floor watching cartoons. My mother goes to the door to be greeted by a police officer and our pastor. Even at 6 years old...  Read More