The Beginning

I was Born into a family of 4 with me my mother and father and my sister who was 2 years older then I. Then the twins came and so did another brother of mine :-) that makes 5 kids and my parents which bring us to a family of 7. We moved to Michigan when i was only 5 (almost 6) to start training to be missionaries and to help spread the word of God. We were training to go an island distant from the United States. Then Came my only little sister. She was born in Michigan 2 days after Christmas :-) after 2 years in Michigan we moved to Mississippi to further the mission training and to start boot camp! Then Came the youngest of us all my brother Josiah. Then after the birth of the littlest of us all My parents decided to pull out of the training and settle down and manage our family of 9. (truly a blessing from God) We found a house and my father Charlie found a job. So now we have my father (Charlie) my mother Genny then the kids which are the oldest who didn't want me to include her name, Me (Timothy), the twins (separated by 10min) Jordan and Josh, then Jonathan, Alyssa, And Josiah! Wow that's a lot. We moved into a town of about 3,000 people and began our lives. The kids got into school and mom went to work with my Father. Our lives were almost as normal as can be with 9 of us. :-) (i wouldn't have it any other way). My dad was an insurance Agent with shelter and my mom was also an agent. At the time i was only 11 but i was happy. We were renting a house from a church temporarily untill we could get our own house. We eventually had the assets and found a house about 5miles from our current home. We moved into the country on a 4 1/2 acre piece of property and loved it. I soon became friends with a neighbor and life was grand :-) that is untill one morning i awoke to my mom on the phone.... It was a little after 7am on a thursday morning on February 13th of 2003 i remeber this because i woke up to my moms voice and to her tears and i was worried about her as i ran to find out what was wrong. As i reached her i realized she was talking on the phone with a shake in her voice and as she turned to look at me i could see the tears running down her face and i could see the sad look in her eyes. I will never forget the next words from her mouth after she hung up the phone and looked at me and said "Tim your father had a heart attack last night and he isnt okay" I wanted to rush to my father but as i tried to push passed my mother she grabbed my arm and told me not to go back to his room. I looked at her with frustration anger and sadness... at that moment my world began to spin and i fell on my knees with hot tears streaming down my face and with my head in my hands i let loose the pain burning inside my soul. My mother tried to comfort me but she to was crying and as the ambulance got to my house and as the paramedics went back to my Fathers room i realized that my dad was not at all okay because what i saw i will not share due to a graphic image in my head that i will never forget. The events of that day and of the next few weeks were not only a blur but i was numb.... Stay Tuned For Next Update..... The more donations the sooner i will update. THANK YOU and GOD BLESS YOU! (donate to my family if your heart desires)

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