Moving On

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.

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