Courage Brought Me Here

Courage Brought Me Here

“Mom? What’s for dinner?” His childish toothless grin made my heart flutter. “I’m not sure, Sam! Let me see what we have!” He scurried away to his new room to continue playing with the brand new toys he received upon our arrival at Mary’s Home. It had been an...
Swinging into the Sunset

Swinging into the Sunset

My mother died from an overdose when I was Mia’s age – 18 months, so I have no memories of her. After being forced from foster home to foster home, I finally ran away when I was sixteen. After years of broken and violent relationships, I found myself pregnant....
A LIFE FILLED WITH HOPE AND GOODNESS

A LIFE FILLED WITH HOPE AND GOODNESS

I was almost ten when my mother told me we all have choices. It had been months of very apparent symptoms running rampant in my body. I knew I was sick but was paralyzed with being unsure of what I could do. Where does a woman go when she has no clear options for...
A BIRTHDAY PARTY

A BIRTHDAY PARTY

It’s raining outside as I scurry up the steps of the bright yellow bus. Drenched, I use my shirt to wipe the water from my brow. I hear my name growing from something faint into something loud. “Tara!” My eyes squint and look through all the eyes on the bus until I...
NO COINCIDENCES: MARY’S STORY

NO COINCIDENCES: MARY’S STORY

Nothing is random for believers in Jesus, so it’s no coincidence that Mary ended up at Mary’s Home with her four-year-old son, Cash. Mary at 19 had never known stability. She had grown up fatherless with a mom who was in and out of psychiatric hospitals, and...
A HOMECOMING THROUGH FRIED CHICKEN

A HOMECOMING THROUGH FRIED CHICKEN

This is not Food TV! This was my first reaction to a question about cooking at Mary’s Home! While some girls are naturals, and many of us brag about our one-of-a-kind, best family recipe—mine is macaroni and cheese—making a meal or aspiring to be a home chef is the...
CATCHING HOPE

CATCHING HOPE

I wrote down once that to love someone deeply is what gives us all the courage we ever need to do the next right thing. Those were the words I whispered over and over with blood streaming down my left eye, my babies following close behind me and just one bag of...
TURNED AWAY BY EVERY DOCTOR…

TURNED AWAY BY EVERY DOCTOR…

A story of a brave woman who was a patient at the Women’s Clinic: As far as I can remember the consequences of my life ran ahead of the dignity of my humanity due to the poor choices made by other people and in turn the poor choices made by myself. I had come up...
THE GREATEST GIFTS

THE GREATEST GIFTS

A story of one of strong women we serve: I had always believed that I couldn’t carry the weight of the world. There I sat waiting for the doctor’s weighty results. I patted my stomach and took a deep breath. Years ago when I was a child my mother endured...