I knew exactly where and how I would end it all. I had planned it out for some time. My life basically meant nothing at all to me and I knew the best thing for everyone if I were gone. Something made me stop and think of praying. Something took hold of me and I asked God to help me. I had no clue what it was or why, but I remember telling God that if he would get me through this dark time, I would give my life to him. It wasn’t easy. My old bad habits of judging others and being angry were difficult to cast aside. I returned to the same church my daughter had begged me to attend. I kept going and I would cry during songs, I would take notes during the sermon. Each Sunday, the pastor spoke directly to me. I promised myself that I would continue to be the best person I could be. God brought me through my dark time. I continue to keep my promise to him. On July 15 I was baptized. To my utter surprise, my spouse joined me. I have asked God to take over my life and a weight has been lifted. I have made amends with my father after 11 years and my brother as well. These are two of the most precious gifts God has put back into my life. Every single day I pray for the courage to continue down this righteous path of discovery of all of God’s plans for me.