Jennifer Kaylin Steele is going through some radical changes in her life.
Friday, June 29, 2007, 10:10 a.m., D.S.T., Nashville, Tennessee~
Dear Journal~
It seems strange to look back at my most recent journal posting (dated June 23, 2007). It appears that I was an angry, bitter woman who was trying to hide behind her lesbianism and dibilitating condition. Well, considering that I grew up with no sisters and strict parents, my world was severely curtailed. It didn't help that I had feelings for other women, which was something I desperately tried to keep hidden from my parents. If they knew that I, their only daughter, had feelings for women instead of men, they would have disowned me.
After I got injured, I had my parents, who took the news very hard; still, they tried their best to support me. (All this time, I was keeping my sexuality hidden.) Yet the one shining star in all of this was none other than my light, my world, my best friend in the entire universe, Terri Monique Leroi. She was there for every difficult step of the way and she still is, to this day.
Most people, however, shunned us, condemned us of our "chosen lifestyle". More often than not, people avoided us. We had very few friends until after I was injured. Besides Terri, my first real friend was my nurse, Louisiana Sandusky, who lives fifteen minutes away from us. It was through her where I met new friends (her friends) M'Buti Sormiento, Kendra Williams, Louisa Mason, Genevieve Voisin, Roberto Sormiento (M'Buti's husband), and Wayne Wright, to name a few. They all knew that I and Terri were lesbians, yet they accepted us--fully, willingly, joyfully.
Not surprising enough, though, they were also like Terri's parents. Very religious. Staunch Christians who practiced their faith--and lived it. I often would get very irritated with them, especially if they started preaching at us, which we didn't need at the time.
Last week another acquaintance (Marcie Highbottom)--also a Christian--invited Terri and myself to go to her church, Glory Road Assembly of God, where they were having a special presentation. We tried to tell her no, that we were not interested, but when she wouldn't give up in asking us to attend, we finally relented, and we ended up goign to the production.
Little did I--or Terri--realize the changes that were about to take place in our lives.
*******************To Be Continued.*******************
Can't wait to read the continuation...Sage Sweetwater grew up in a small mountain town community which she came back to live in this same town, her hometown where she resides now...attended the community church as a young girl...sold Watkins spices and Grit newspaper to the community friends and her adult mentors...to earn money to pay for her summer Bible Camp in another far away town...representing her church as a fine young girl who attended this camp for three weeks every year for many summer seasons as a young girl...grew up and married her husband for 13 years, lived in a spousal abuse marriage for many years until she was rescued by the wolves...came back to her hometown and began her healing process over 15 years ago...Jennifer Kaylin's Journal ROCKS! Love to you and Karla...thanks for the journal entry today, Karen Lynn...
