EVERYTHING IS PERSONAL. INCLUDING MY MEMOIRS.
Testament of God's Faithfulness
From Rebellion to Redemption
My First Great Blessing from God - Joan
My addiction to drugs stole much from my life especially my teen and early twenties. Years of experiences and healthy relationships with my family. However, in an unusual way, drugs also brought me one of my greatest blessings! My wife Joan.
Joan the Prayer Warrior
I was married at a very young age to my first wife and largely due to my drug addiction we had separated and were on our way to divorce when I met Joan. Joan has always introduced me to the best things and drugs were no exception. When I met Joan she had better drugs than I did, she knew where to get good meth and she shared her sources with me.Joan and I started living together and I would stay awake for four days and then sleep for 48 hrs. We spent our weeks being high on somthing or another. Along with Meth, I tried speed, weed, and just about anything else, although drawing the line with heroin. I would spend a few days of sitting around taking drugs and spending the rest of the week sleeping for days at a time. After a year of living this lifestyle, In March of that year Joan's mind cleared a bit and she said to me, "Hey honey, we have got to stop this." I agreed with her points, yet was not ready to stop suddenly. So I suggested, "your Birthday is in June, so why don't we stp on your Birthday?" That would give us three more months to indulge. That was the plan until June rolled around and I realized I still was not ready to let go of the drugs. My birthday is in October, so I convinced her that we should continue until my birthday. I gained another four month reprieve. I breathed easy for the rest of that summer and continued my love affair with drugs. I am sure you can guess what happened as my birthday approached. October started to creep up on us and I reached back into my Catholic upbringing and suggested we push our end date to Christmas, Christ's birthday! What better gift to give then starting a drug-free life. I had put off Joan and her desire to quit drugs, three times now. MY attachment to drugs and my desire for them had not waned one bit. She was more than ready. She desperately wanted to stop the drug habit. I hated what that tension did to our relationship and as Christmas approached my nerves were completely on edge.