The violation of their body is THEIR FAULT.
I am Lydia Marcassa Nettles Crabtree. My mother’s name was Cora and the closest thing to a father I have is a man named James. Cora died two years ago but I still have my sisters Crystal and Sarah and a host of extended family of brothers and cousins that have adopted me and I have chosen. I have Tony and my beautiful, strong, handsome young man who was once my babe. This is the blinding illumination I am being bathed in now. Despite who I was, what was done to me, whether I am sick or well, I have the Divine and I have all of them.