I was born in Nashville, Tennessee in early Spring. I have been home schooled
almost all my life ,and moved across the country twice. My earliest memories are
from my childhood in Virginia. I lived in an apartment complex, where everyone
was busy. I had my friends there, but most of them would come and go(no doubt
because of financial issues.) I do recall that I had a friend there named
Daniel. Daniel, as I recall had a Spanish mother who loved company and fat
cheeks. We spent our days there playing Sonic the Hedgehog on Daniel's game
system or Dragon Ball Z Kai fighting outside(I was not permitted to watch Dragon
Ball, so I had no idea what anyone was talking about, ha ha.) I remember
visiting my mother's friend a lot as well. She had a daughter, who was one of
those kids who's company would be more pleasantly avoided then confronted;
unfortunately for me, my best friend was also her son. I also met a boy there
who was destined to be my companion. I remember it vividly. We met each other
for breakfast, and all we did was stare at each other, awkward... The last
memory I have of those people, For the first time I met them, I was in Woods
Hole, Massachusetts. I was sitting on a stone wall with beautiful flowers all
around, the sound of the waves, and obnoxious words saying"Are you afraid of
petals?!" while their utterer shoved a rose petal around in my face. My memories
there are few, as I was soon moved to Montana.
In Montana I met the same
boy who stared at me for a whole breakfast...Stevey. Ironically, we ended up
living there with them for quite a long period of time. Needless to say, living
in a state where there is snow on the ground nine months out of the year and
mountains everywhere, certainly changed my perspective of the world. I had
little contact with my best friend from Virginia during my years in Montana, but
would evetually see him as he was Stevey's cousin. In Montana I had my first
crush. Her name was Caitlyn, and she was another one of Stevey's cousins. We
got gossiped and teased about for years after, even though I rarely saw her. To
this day we are still friends but thats it. I recall often the wonders of God's creations I beheld there, as we
usually had an annual visit to Glacier Stone Park. Almost everything I saw
there has been perminately imprinted on my mind. Of course during this time
Stevey became my new bff, and we got into many pickles together. There are
plenty instances of our mischievous behavior I can remember in an instant. We
used to play in the storage area for a business his father owned, play Goldeneye
007 on his uncle's Nintendo 64 while his uncle slept (10:00 a.m.), and the list
goes on and on. The thing I remember most about those years though, was how
they flew by. There where plenty experiences I had there still pieces of my
life, but I believe I took a lot for granted. I had moved from being a lower
class American to upper class in just a few years. Constantly having a companion
by my side, was something I believed would always be there. After my family got
on its feet though we moved cross country again.
For the most part I was
crushed. I did not understand why things were the way they were, and I became
somewhat depressed. We began renting a house out in what I like to call "The
middle of nowhere." I did not have any friends there, besides my direct
family. Oh sure, we had people for a cup of tea every now and then; sure we
were not forgotten; however, I felt a need to be in society. So I engaged my
parents about a path I knew always lead to people ,Sports. I became a baseball
player at GYB. Although I had never played baseball before, I had nailed the
sport by my second year, and was meeting people left and right. After a brief
periods of moving around, I was finally settled in what is now still my
home.
During my early years here several key things happened.(1) I
dropped sports and became interested in music, dance, and acting.(2) I
reconnected with many lost friends and family.(3) I meet my dearest friend
Andrew.(4) Last but certainly the most important, I got saved and born again.
Jesus called on my heart while I was deeply entrenched in sin. To tell
the truth, I don't think I would have been exposed in all my crimes to this day
had Jesus not called me. At first I would put conditions on my heart when I
gave it to the Lord. I finally surrendered all to him when I was 14. Since
then He has moved me and called me in ways I never before thought possible. I
don't know the exact date of my salvation ;because it did not all happen in one
day. I was on the cross for days before the Lord drew me up. I needed to be.
Now I am forever his servant ,and joyful because of it Hallelujah!
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