A string of bad decisions that started in my teens was finally catching up with me. A tumultuous relationship coupled with the death of a close friend led me down a dangerous path, where I often sought comfort from drugs and affection from men. In the weeks leading up to my 20th birthday, I overdosed several times and found myself in hotel rooms or apartments. Soon after, I discovered I was pregnant. I was flooded with emotions and uncertainty about what to do next.
My aunt told me about a program at her local church for expecting mothers called Embrace Grace. I was hesitant, unsure if a church would accept a young, single, and pregnant mom.
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