This blog is dedicated to those who have lost a grandchild due to the mother taking Meth. Let me share my story.. In June of 2005, a lovely grand-daughter, Anna was born, she was soo pretty. The perfect looking lil lady. BUT, there was a slight problem both the baby and the mom tested positive for meth. The mom and dad left the hospital and Anna was left all alone. When I first saw her, she had tubes running out of several places. The first look, the tears started to fall, I had never seen anything like that in my life.
We were told that she had no gag reflexes, and that she would need 24/7 care. Days passed and she was well enough to go to a medical foster home. It was on July 8th, 2005, we got the call that she was back in the hospital, dying. We went rushing to her side, only to hear the physicians tell me that she was not going to live. I had a friend come up and give her a blessing, and then as I held her, they took the respirator off, and for 42.5 minutes, later, this little angel, went home. She passed through the veil to be a Jesus' side.
It was at that point that I knew I had to do something, and my dream was born! Anna's Nana's Place, a place for help, hope and healing. It is my dream to open and run a non-profit that will service the grandparents and other family members, and also help victims of domestic violence.
I am a 23 year survivor of domestic violence, and I feel that in today's society there is never enough help for those in danger from their loved ones. It is a sad state of affairs when you turn on the news and see another senseless death at the hands of a loved one.
Currently, I have my Bachelors of Science in Human Development, and I am working on my Masters degree. I feel that the time is right for me to be able to help others, at least on a part-time basis, until I can get the funding to be able to be there full-time.
For now, this is my why... what is yours?
Times change, people change, the past is the only thing set in stone, and that is only to a point, as it is only the reality of the people that share it. It is with this history that we need to tell our stories, what is needs to be shared.
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