In 2013 I became a widow without the death when my husband was sent to prison for forty-three years.
I am part of a generation that will pave the way for a change in the way we view the American family.
My angry outbursts got progressively worse and less justified. I never laid a hand on anyone in my family, but the rage and level of intensity of my tirades had to have scared my kids to death.
I've taught her to be strong and she's taught me how to be a man.
I have my spirit and I am loved for it. The blessings hidden in my many trials were impossible to see until much later. Today I feel invincible and proud to have made a life of love from out of the darkness.