In 1989 I met Ron

it was love at first sight, which later became a nightmare. My life was one of devastating choices in order to survive. My children and I were ensnared in a trap of brutality that was hauntingly real. The decision I made in order to live one more day under tortuous circumstances prevented him from killing me allowing my children and me to survive. With one bag of food at my door I fed my kids for a week, we were literally without a dime. My strength and willful confidence kept us going and my children believed in me, that was what kept us alive. Today I can honestly say- I've come a long way.