After 13 years of heavy drug abuse (age 13-26) I was sent to a drug diversion program. It was anything but. It was a place called new life Fellowship in Temecula California. I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior, and started to put my life back on track.

Because I was a new Christian, and not quite grounded, I did end up getting pregnant. I was newly off of drugs, and wasn’t sure what I was going to do. Thanks to John and Marie, my pastor and his wife, they encouraged me to go to an organization called Birthright! After watching some movies, and being educated, I decided to keep my baby.

I was 26 years old, unmarried, and quite frankly didn’t even have a car or a license. I had lost everything to drugs. But God honored my decision and began to bless my life.

I got a job at a local semiconductor company, found a room for rent, and then a couple at my church opened their home to me with their three children, and allowed me to stay with them when I was about four months pregnant.

Because I had a job, I had insurance that covered the birth of my child and my prenatal health. I went to church twice a week, and to new life fellowship counseling center once a week. Little by little I was able to save money to buy a Datsun 280 Z from a friend at work, and right before I had my baby I got my license back.

In November 1991 I had a beautiful baby girl. Her father was around, and he was there when I had the baby, but he was still drinking and on drugs so I wanted him to have minimal contact with her. We didn’t want to know what the sex of the baby was, so we waited. I had prayed for nine months to have a baby girl because I had a feeling he wasn’t gonna be around.

The first year I lived at that family‘s house in Temecula, and she was a stay at home Christian mom. She taught me everything about how to take care of my baby, and do everything right. Up until then I could barely take care of myself, so all of this was so new to me.

I took baby steps moving out, renting a room from another woman who had a child, then I got into some HUD housing, then I moved into my own one bedroom apartment. Making the bedroom my daughters room.

I always paid extra hat my daughter and Christian daycare, and Christian school. Back that it was upwards to $400/$500 A month for that. But she was worse the extra sacrifice.

One of the driving forces with my daughter, it was proving to my parents and all of my other friends that I could do it. All they knew that I was a loser drug attic for so long, so I wanted to show them, I was going to do this right. And I did it right. Overtime, and being a great mother, I won their trust back.

I slowly worked my way out of the wayfer fab, and into documents control. When she was five years old, we moved to Arizona because my mom moved back from Japan and she hadn’t spent much time with us at all.

I became a secretary at a warehouse, then move myself up to an executive assistant level for the warehouse VP. And then moved on to another job being executive assistant for three VPs at least management.

I never had a man live with us, and made sure that my daughter had a good strong Christian home. My only regret is that her father was really never around for her. He was around for a little while, she was able to spend time with him and his new wife which became one of my best friends. But eventually he just fizzled out. That was very hard on her.

She was a model child, I finally did get married when she was 13. But it wasn’t the right person. A lot of things went wrong in our life, because my husband ended up dying at a very young age.

She eventually ended up going to college. Unfortunately now, she was indoctrinated by college, she’s a full on liberal, and she doesn’t talk to me at all. I really feel like her not having a father in the home, affected her negatively. But it wasn’t until college when she just completely went full commie!

Even now when she doesn’t talk to me, I have no regrets about keeping my child. She is still a beautiful young woman to me. And I know she’ll come back to the Lord one day!

I don’t like to hear excuses from people that say they can’t afford children, or it’s not in their budget. I was a drug addict loser, a nothing, A nobody. I didn’t have a dime to my name when I got pregnant. But with hard work, dedication, and the love that I had for my child, I made something up myself. I just wanted to make sure she didn’t end up being a drug addict like me. At least I was a success of that.

Of course none of this could’ve been done without Jesus Christ in my life! It was through the love of other Christians, and of my family, that we were able to be successful.

I can’t stress enough how important it is to have a father in the home, but I think I did a fantastic job raising her, providing for her, and giving her the love of Jesus Christ.

I figure if I can do it, anybody can do it.! If you know anybody else who struggling with not being sure about abortion, here’s a link to birthright!

https://birthright.org

God bless you all, and thank you for listening to my story.!