This is the story of my journey to find myself and my beliefs. My journey or rebirth began with a death. When my mother passed away, I was lost, hurt, confused, and seeking answers, answers I wasn’t finding in all the usual places. In my grief and pain, I felt like parts of me had died as well. There had to be answers; there had to be a place that I belonged, where I felt whole and complete. And so my journey began and continues. I hope that sharing my journey may allow you an understanding and acceptance of your own. While they are separate and different journeys, we will cross paths upon the spiral of time and maybe even meet someday. Who can say? So I hope you enjoy my story, and may your own be as interesting for you as mine has been so far for me.