As a child I was sexually abused by my father and his friends. I carry scar tissue inside of me from that. I was sexually and physically abused by a step father those days were brutal. As I grew, drugs and alcohol became a huge part of my life. At 15, I had a little girl who showed me the meaning of love. Yet, I couldn’t get away from drinking and drugging until she looked at me and said she wanted to be just like me. I quit cold turkey been drug free since I was 17 and am now 43.  During all that I met the man who was not only the father of my daughter, but would become my husband. He stood by me through with drawls and gives me strength. 
 We were married for years when we started trying to have kids and had no luck what so ever. Not only do I have Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, but my eggs went bad. For years we tried for years - we lost. My daughter had already died by then. She had been hit by a drunk driver and killed two days before her daddy and I got married almost 25 years ago now. We met a woman who became my ride or die. Daniele Bartlett. Not only did she surrogate for me and helped us have our amazingly beautiful rainbow of a son of ours who is 6 now, but in 2019 she literally helped save my life. 
 I had developed a life threatening infection in the ladies parts which literally exploded. I spent five days bleeding out. Not knowing not feeling  it was completely in the dark. Five days after it started as a tiny bump I was being wheeled into emergency surgery. I had lost three quarters of my blood supply the skin where it exploded was necrotic, but I was turning septic. I prayed that day I simply asked not to take me from my son. He was three at the time, too young to be without me. I spent five days and had five more surgeries fighting for my life. I was on antibiotics you can only get through a hospital pharmacy. Those days in icu where painful. I would go home and spend a year in bed rest because it hurt to sit down. I am a diabetic type 2 due to the PCOS and I’m a curvy woman. I also would spend that year learning how to walk again. They removed half of my butt muscles parts of tendons and a lot of skin. Took three years to fully heal from it.
I decided then and there I was going to find a way to better my health for a better quality of life. So I went back on my diet and last July had bariatric surgery. I spent weeks after that falling because my newer muscles couldn’t hold me anymore. I have spent these last few months building my legs to hold me. Topping that off with loosing my house and moving in with friends we still live with. My husband was out of work for a year due to his heart and lungs. He has only been back to work for a few months. 
I can’t choose a favorite line because all of them speak to me. If I had to it would be the angel line. My husband calls me his angel. I have lost 100 pounds since the surgery I stay as active as my leg allows once it gets shaky I have to be done for awhile. I do my best to keep up with my six year old. Your clothing line helps give me a boost of confidence when I wear it.


Tammy said:

I admire your grit and tenacity to keep on keeping on! Congrats on the 100 lbs!

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May 12, 2023