My name is Hannah Grace Conway.
I was born in my parents house in hazel dell, Washington. Born into a family of eight children, me being the youngest.
Shortly after, we moved to battle ground, Washington. These were the happiest and unknowingly the harshest times of my life. As I grew so did my brothers and sisters. Even to this day I can say I was happy because as a child you don’t see depth of actions you see black and white. Over my childhood I was sexually abused by three close people in my young life at the time.
Because of all this I thought that this happened to everyonethis was. until something changed. In one moment I no longer saw things as black and white, suddenly things didn’t make sense as black and white I needed something deeper to understand what was happening/ happened.
I was alone on our couch in the living room of my childhood home, when the family friend motioned for me to follow him from the next room. I knew what that meant. it was time, but for the first time in my life at the time I didn’t want to listen, I wanted to say something. The next thing that happened was a dream to me for the longest time. I myself couldn’t believe it was real. A glowing light in-circled a seemingly normal person, that now was sitting next to me in my living room. In that moment I felt happy, so much joy, Not fear or dread. Words did not pass between us, but communication of a different form. He looked at me and smiled so brightly at me, he could see my joy at the sight of him. He slowly got closer and looked directly into my eyes with a stern face, and said, No more, you don’t have to go anymore.
My life’s course changed that day. I can tell you right now that I would be in a completely different place right now if not for that day of intervention that God said it was enough.
So today I have a mission. A mission to do what he did for me, help the hurting, Be the mercy to the hopeless, and Be alawyer of a joyful heart along the way.
