by Kari Trail

Created on: July 08, 2008   Last Updated: October 31, 2008

How to choose which child to make a tribute to? Well, in my case, that is absolutely impossible. So, you are going to have to bear with me on this. I will start from the beginning so that you are not too confused *grins*. I was barely fifteen years old. Standing at a party with my older sister, and yes, I was drinking a beer.. or was it a Jack and Coke? I can't remember. Anyways, I saw him across the room. He was over there with my sisters boyfriend and he was oh so cute in his T-shirt and overalls. Those eyes were so alluring. So, I made my way across the room and my sister introduced us. That is all it took. One glorious night together and for the next four and a half weeks I went through detox. Not in the literal sense. I found out that I was pregnant and for someone with a drinking problem at my age, I had a choice to make. I could tell my father that #1 I am an alcoholic and need treatment and #2 that I am pregnant. NOPE! No way, no how. I don't want to disappoint him any more than I already will with the number two on my list. So, I quit drinking and suffered through the withdrawals alone. That, along with the morning sickness was enough for anyone to realize what was going on. I dropped from 120 lbs to 98 pounds in no time. I went in to the doctor and she gave me all the information that I needed for a healthy pregnancy and resources for assistance if I needed it. I lay on the table that day and watched on the monitor as this little bitty dot bounced around on the screen in front of my eyes. WOW! Amazing! One of God's little miracles and I was carrying it inside of me. I could feel her moving around the entire time, it was like the doctor had made her mad by disrupting her little world. At that moment, I realized that God had sent her to me in my time of need. Sure, throughout history he sent angels to the side of his many followers to guide them along the way. Well, my little girl was and still is my angel. She saved my life. I will never EVER forget that. My own flesh and blood saved my life. How can you ever repay that? She is now almost thirteen years old and I still have not figured out how to repay that favor. I know that things have been rough for her and I don't know how to change it. All I can do is promise her my undying devotion and hope that one day God will repay her for me. For I have asked him to escort her to the gates of Heaven on the basis that she saved her first life at two months in utero!

I am a true believer that God gives you what

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