Michelle.s Grace of a Mustard Seed 18+

📒 People experience death, but I don’t think anyone experienced more than I. Since the age of six, death was knocking at my Barbie townhouse. Understanding death took a very, very long time. It’s not easy living while you’re dying inside. I’m not perfect, I’m only human. I want to express love to the lonely, broken hearted, depressed and forgotten. This book is about survival. It’s a celebration! This book is about joys and pains of my life. I would like every reader to take a walk and experience my journey. I offer support and strength to anyone suffering loss. Even when people die, they return in other forms. They don’t rest in peace until we live at peace.Where would I be if it was not for God, only he can answer that question. God walked with me through every stage of grief. God has been by my side.Mind you, my grandmother was my legal guardian, not my mother. There was a big difference in age and experience. Nana had a certain set of values that she wore with honor like royalty. There were rules and regulations. Break one of Nana’s rules, you’ll speed travel to the moon. I always heard “Do the right thing”. The difference between us, I couldn’t break her heart by any means necessary. Nana was unique. My grandmother was my world. She was and remains, until this day, the most important woman in my life.I am blessed. Two phenomenal women shared my world. Nobody can take my blessings away. I’m part of a legacy. I’m a survivor.