Walking into Hell

You hear stories from all walks of life. You say to yourself, This can never happen to me. I have everything in placea stable, respected family and career and comfortable life.

Little did I know that my well-guarded life was only a mask to hide the dark side of my marriage, only to be unveiled after the sudden death of my husband. Who was he?

I was young and trusting when I met hima widower twice my age. He was soft-spoken and spoke kind words. How did I endure a life of unfathomable pain, loss, betrayal, and humiliation? I was treated like a common criminal more than once by the police. Being used as a perfect cover in my husbands business world was beyond my wildest dream. Yet against all odds, I have found the courage from within that screamed, Enough is enough.

I walked into hell and back, not once but more than twice. And each time, I got stronger and vowed to tell my story of the power of love and hope and redemptionthe sweet and gentle love who never gave up on me. I promise to share my life to the world to give you a piece of my heart that will give you the will and strength to fight to start a new life. Its never too late.

You will find out the twists and turns that occur in what was a very normal, respectable family on the outside. Behind closed doors, another life was being played out.