The next few years, college, work, I didn’t drink. I attended a Christian college. I had every intention of going into missionary work. I’d come home for break and just stay home or visit my church friends. I didn’t hang out with my high school friends much. Off and on. So, off and on I would drink. I didn’t think much about it. It didn’t rule my life at that point. Then, I met my first husband and my life started taking a path I had never envisioned for myself.
Moving On
