We all know the popular phrase, “The struggle is real.” I know it all too well. An addicted mother, a father that gives you up at every turn, to suffering from depression, and suicidal thoughts. Let the talkers tell it, I was not supposed to amount to anything other than what society defines as a statistic. God had a plan that carried me to the other side so that I could be here to tell my story. Jesus is inserted all up in here; but don’t expect it to be watered down. I was imperative to paint a picture of my worst to show you the magnitude of the Lord. Get your ginger ale, kick up your feet, pull distractions to the side; get ready to laugh, cry, and reflect as I take you on a ride. Watch the statistics be overshadowed by victory!