On this page I will
write my story of how I grew up too fast and became an alcoholic. I
started to drink at the young age of 12 and met my first husband at age
14, we married at 15, however prior to our marriage we had problems..
At 15 years of age I was walking along a busy highway with a friend
who had quit school and I had skipped school that day. We were
both hit by an overloaded Mack Truck and she was killed instantly.
.. Believe me I questioned why God let me live and took Carolyn home to
heaven.. But through the years that question has been answered more
clearly. He was not yet finished using me on earth.
After that tragic afternoon, I started to drink even heavier, then I
became pregnant and got married to my first husband,
I lost my first baby which was supposed to be born on
October 2nd which was my 1st husband's birthday.. Well, it wasn't
long before I was pregnant again and this time my son Heath was born 4
months after my 16th birthday.. He is now 38 years old. We are more
friends than Mom and Son.. (To be continued...> April
16,2001 BCZ Updated May 7,2009 |