With great joy, enthusiasm, and delight I walked down the street...

With great joy, enthusiasm, and delight I walked down the street recently, so grateful to be alive. I was praising God for His goodness. I had gratitude by the bucketful. How far I had come! Twenty years earlier I had pleaded daily with God for me to be dead. Life had challenges at every turn, and I had decided that suicide was an answer.

My husband had quit his job, and there was no income. My marriage was a failure. I had felt that my family would not accept me if I filed for a divorce. And if I did get a divorce, I had few marketable skills to support me and my two small children. I was suffering daily from migraine headaches, which left me struggling to care for the children. I felt trapped and depressed.

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February 3, 1997
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