My brother died in 1987. I was 18 years old. That fall I went to college and spent hours in the library trying to find what I called the "Code." Certainly there had to be a "code" that would have prevented my brother from dying a violent death. I swore I would find it and then tell everyone about it. I was going to end violence and war ...I was going to stop anyone from dying from violence ever again. Shortly after my first son was born, I began writing, "The Code of Destiny." I still hadn't figured out the code, but I knew it was my destiny to find it. "The Code of Destiny," is my personal...
My brother died in 1987. I was 18 years old. That fall I went to college and spent hours in the library trying to find what I called the "Code." Certa...
When I was pregnant with my second son, my first was diagnosed with autism. I still hadn't cracked the code, yet I knew dignity had to have something to do with the code. There was a time in my life when I believed the code would fix everything. Now I was being challenged. Were my boys with autism really broken? Hardly not.
When I was pregnant with my second son, my first was diagnosed with autism. I still hadn't cracked the code, yet I knew dignity had to have something ...
