I was that child at church listening in while others had great testimonials, and all I could say was, God woke me up this morning. I wanted to have an experience with God the way these people did. All my life, I was asking God to show me my purpose. I never realized I was in the trenches of it.

My story began when I was nine years old, when I had my first menstrual cycle. I did not know what it was, I do not have sisters and my parents had not had The Talk with me yet. For as long as I can remember, I had tremendous menstrual pain.  Countless doctors and emergency room visits later, no physicians believed me. I lived with debilitating pain for 21 years before I was diagnosed with Endometriosis, which causes me to be infertile.
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After marrying my high school sweetheart, Abner Elidor, I had an instant family and I was a stepmom (or bonus mom) to a beautiful little girl named Amber.  We wanted to add more children to our instant family right away.  It was the most challenging task we would face; so we thought at the time. Three years later, we would give birth to our baby boy named Logan, who was premature at 29 weeks via In Vitro Fertilization (IVF).