I was totally convinced that I was a terrible mistake that God never meant to create. My name is Holly. I am a normal person (whatever normal is). I have had many things happen in my life, yet I know, without a doubt, that I was born for a purpose. I was created by my loving Father, and I am lovely to Him. Several years ago, I reconnected with my cousin, whom I hadn't seen since I was very young. I shared with her many things that happened in my life. She asked me if I had ever considered writing a book. That was a very foreign thought to me back then. I couldn't possibly dig up all that pain and put it into words, but a seed was planted in me. Several years later, I reconnected with my friend from school, whom I've known since the fifth grade. One day, she asked me if I would consider writing out my memoirs and sharing them with her. I remembered what my cousin had said. A lot of time has passed, but writing a book was just too time-consuming and not something I wanted to do. More recently, I was at church on a Wednesday evening, and my pastor shared Habakkuk 2:2-3: "Then the Lord answered me and said: 'Write the vision and make it plain on tablets, that he may run who reads it, for the vision is yet for an appointed time; but at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it, because it will surely come, it will not tarry.'" My pastor shared his desire to write a book and how he felt like it could help someone. The Holy Spirit stirred those seeds that were planted and my desire. I decided that night that I would write this book, I just didn't know when I would make the time, or where to begin.