I was 15 when I became pregnant with my first precious baby boy. His father was into drugs and being a somewhat typical, wild 17 yr old boy. Needless to say I was on my own with Joel. So I did what any ‘ smart ‘ pregnant teenage girl would do, I was on the lookout for a husband! I found one, and by 16 I was married. That lasted all of 9 yrs and I was back to the original ‘ love of my life’ , my baby’s father. Another baby boy, and 11 yrs later divorced again. I was starting to think this might be me. I stayed unmarried for about 3 yrs, during that time I was reacquainted with a man I had gone to school with. My life was about to change in a way I had only dreamed, I was going to find what God had meant for a marriage to be. This is my journey and story of my Digging Out.