 Denene’s Story:
My maternal grandparents lived in the lower half of our house and every summer my older cousins spent the summer there. I was 13 when one of my cousins raped me. I remember him holding me down and putting a blade to my neck, promising if I told he would harm my parents. This continued every summer for three years. For most kids the end of the school year and summer was filled the promise of fun and adventure, but for me, it was the promise of a never-ending nightmare. My cousin took every opportunity to remind me that I was his – he’d touch me, rub me, grab me or had forcible sex with me. I felt disgusting, filthy and shameful. The smell of marijuana on his skin and his breath made me ill. His touch made my skin crawl. I had begun to hate my own flesh and felt like I could never get clean enough. No matter how many times a scrubbed, I couldn’t get his stench off of me. The only place I could escape was music, there I could lose myself. There was no pain in my musical world, there I was accepted and comforted.
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 By, April Sliwak
Founder and Executive Director This season has been an amazing “Beauty from Ashes” journey. Here we are, Holy Week. Observing Jesus’ last week on earth in our own traditions and places of worship. We’re women, (and girls), looking upon the pain, suffering, betrayal and crucifixion of our Savior. Contemplate….. (BTW, who says Jesus can’t relate to what we going through? I would have to argue otherwise.) So, why did He do it….? Well, the Bible says: “by His stripes we are healed” 1 Peter 2:24 “Christ has truly set us free” Galatians 5:1  Nancy’s Story
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