Some people think that when this life is over they are just going to be placed in a grave and that is the end of their journey. No way! I'm going to keep going, right? What do you think?
Let's talk about it!
I was raised in a home with drugs and physical abuse. I wanted to leave, but had no where to run!
At age ten, I was smoking, by twelve years old, I was drinking, and I was a mean, violent person!
Marriage and money; I just wanted what I wanted!
I was considered a good boy, doing all the right things.
Upside down, inside out; a Radical change!