At the age of 38, I realized I had 8 children, aged 19, 17, 14, 10, 9, 7, 3 and a week-old newborn. In the midst of having children, I don't believe I was keeping count. But ole' one day after the birth of my youngest son (#8), it hit me like a freight train carrying cargo filled containers with elephants lol. 

I am many things, a jack of all trades by my own right. One of the most commonly asked questions to me by strangers, family and friends, is "How Do You Do It?"  I never really put much thought into it, and I would usually just laugh it off. Not because I thought it was funny, but merely because I never paid attention to the load I was carrying nor the capacity I had to be able to do so much. I simply looked at it as I'm just doing what I have to do.  Then over the years I realized this question was asked frequently and so one day when it was asked again, I actually paused and gave real thought to it. And I said honestly, "it's called the grace of God." It was then that I realized he had given me a grace to handle everything.  Everything that I was, everything that I did, everyone that I birthed and everything that I'll become. Through many obstacles, I've overcome some extraordinary circumstances.

So, who am I? I'm like the songwriter that said, "I'm just a nobody, trying to tell everybody, about somebody, who can save anybody."