Childhood Memories

My childhood was filled with many challenging situations, especially after my sisters left for our father’s house according to the court order. Though I can’t share all the details, I can tell you it was a deeply painful time. I remember the nights I cried myself to sleep, feeling abandoned and scared. I even attempted to commit suicide by drinking soap in boarding school, but ended up vomiting it out. During this period, I faced numerous psychological and spiritual battles, and I survived only by God’s grace. There were moments when I would go completely silent and pray, hoping to find strength in my faith.

Faith became my anchor during these dark times. I would often find solace in prayer, feeling a sense of peace wash over me even in the midst of chaos. Sometimes, I feel like my family sees me as selfish or expects too much from others. They can never imagine the inner battles I went through back then. A daughter`s father once told me, “You are too opinionated.” It made me feel like I wasn’t supposed to have an opinion on things that mattered to me. I recall a time when I voiced my thoughts to my mother, only to be met with dismissive looks. Recently, I’ve started to appreciate what God made me endure during those years, as it was all preparation for who I am today.

Being willing to talk openly about such a dark period of my childhood is definitely a step in the right direction for me. I remember the first time I shared a piece of my story with a close friend; it felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. My faith gave me the courage to open up and share my experiences.

I became wise early on, learning to honor the intuitive impulses of my mind. When I decided to pay attention to these impulses, my life took a different turn with much less friction. I understood early that there are times for action and times to maintain peace. I remember a specific instance when I chose to walk away from a heated argument, realizing that peace was more important than winning. My faith taught me the value of peace and patience.

I learned early in life that, no matter what happens either good or bad God will always be God. This understanding has been my anchor throughout my life’s journey. Despite everything that has happened, God has given me the grace never to curse Him for any reason. I recall a particularly tough time when I lost a dear friend, and though it was hard, my faith kept me grounded. It was my faith that helped me see beyond the pain and find hope.

My past misery has been transformed into a great ministry. To the glory of God, I have become an influencer for young children and a go to person for friends and strangers in need. I remember the first time a young child looked up to me for guidance; it was a humbling experience that made all the struggles worthwhile. My faith has turned my hardships into a source of strength and inspiration for others.