Life is a journey filled with many up and downs. By the time I was in my early thirties, I had lost my sister, my father, my three-year-old godson/nephew, my brother-in-law, and my mother--five immediate family members in four years. In the midst of all this, I had dealt with alcoholism and then divorce, having to start over again with two small children, no child support, and making only minimum wage at the time. This was just the beginning of many trials and tribulations. How did I handle it, you ask? Prayer, of course; when life gets fragile, handle it with prayer. This is not just something I say; it is something I live by. I have found that God gives you direction if you just trust him. It may be something as simple as a feeling or as concrete as an eight-foot statue of Jesus on a cloud. It was through these tragedies that I not only survived but actually was strengthened in my faith and spirit. It seems these things that strengthened me actually prepared me for what lay ahead and allowed God to bless and use me to help others. God gives us what we need when we need it; we only have to ask.