AlvaradoLaMonica.Session1.Journal
Tuesday, October 7, 1986 was the day my life changed. It was the moment when I was either going to give my heart to the Lord forever, or walk away for good. That day, I was an angry, broken, frightened eleven year old child. All I wanted was my daddy, and for the first time in my life he wasn’t there.
My aunt thought it would be a great idea to take me to church on that Tuesday afternoon. Aunt Mary signed Jessica, my older sister, and I up for religious education classes. “This will be a good way to take your mind of things, mija [meaning daughter/friend/child with an expression of love tied in], she told us. I was never a disrespectful child, however, my mind was screaming out to her, “I just want
Tuesday, October 7, 1986 was the day my life changed. It was the moment when I was either going to give my heart to the Lord forever, or walk away for good. That day, I was an angry, broken, frightened eleven year old child. All I wanted was my daddy, and for the first time in my life he wasn’t there.
My aunt thought it would be a great idea to take me to church on that Tuesday afternoon. Aunt Mary signed Jessica, my older sister, and I up for religious education classes. “This will be a good way to take your mind of things, mija [meaning daughter/friend/child with an expression of love tied in], she told us. I was never a disrespectful child, however, my mind was screaming out to her, “I just want