

Vincent’s Hospital in downtown Birmingham. We married at 20, I continued on to graduate from UAB in 2002, and suddenly we were expecting a baby! Gabriel Michael was born on Jat St. Finally, therapy and medication became my new constant companions, and I survived high school and college.ĭuring college, my husband and I decided that we could not wait to get married.


An eating disorder, suicidal thoughts, prescription drug abuse, and moral decay brought me to rock bottom. The worry was absolutely never-ending- worry about my parents, my siblings, my safety, my pets, my friends, my grades, my home, my extended family, the WHOLE world and all of its problems.Įxperiencing trauma as a young teen catapulted me into new depths of despair. Anxiety and depression became my constant companions, and I was not okay. Other people’s struggles became my very own. I felt everything that I thought everyone else was feeling, and I felt it deeply and sometimes to my detriment. Everything in my life brought me here and prepared me to contribute to the success of the barn.Īs a child, empathy was my downfall. I love the people, the property, the organizational structure, the organization, the inner workings, the mission, the children, the horses, the cats. I’m sure that you do too, but I REALLY love The Red Barn. I Love The Red Barn Grace, left, and Shannon, right
