Hanna’s Story
I stopped going to counseling and didn’t want to talk about it with my sister when she would ask “Hanna, when will we see mommy and daddy again?”because I had tears and no answers.” … More Hanna’s Story
I stopped going to counseling and didn’t want to talk about it with my sister when she would ask “Hanna, when will we see mommy and daddy again?”because I had tears and no answers.” … More Hanna’s Story
I eventually ended up robbed on the streets of Las Vegas with no family, no friends, and nothing but the clothes on my back and my empty heart. … More Elizabeth’s Story
The thing about sharing our stories is that it’s not about us, it’s not about being known ourselves. It’s about normalizing pain and struggles; it’s about being willing to turn on the light so that someone else can see that they are not alone. … More Melanie’s Story
There have been hard times, sad times, confusing times, but there is also joyful times, peaceful times, victorious times. Times spent in His glory where I cannot help but weep because of His faithfulness to me. I see the blessings: He took me out of poverty, provided a home for me, a husband who loves me… … More Tess’s Story
My story is a tough one. A story of complete devastation starting from a very young age. A story whose details make most squirm in their seat in discomfort. But that’s not how I tell the story. I tell it how God has blessed me to see it, through His eyes. I was born to … More Erin’s Story