About me

The story of

Healing Angel

HealingAngel is her pen name (Born 1962, Norfolk County, Virginia) she is a victim and survivor of domestic violence and sexual assault.

She dreamt that life would be different, never did she imagine all that would occur to get there. April of 1981 she enlisted into the Armed Forces to escape what seemed to be a path of destruction.

She is now a retired Army Veteran who served her country from 1981-2001. While serving her country she was celebrated and awarded the Employee of the Year by the Federal Executive Association of Central Virginia for heroism.

Recognized for heroic act, saved a women from a burning automobile. After years of traumatic experiences she wanted to make as difference to reach out to help other like herself.

Initially she began speaking as a surviving victim during training session for volunteers at local crisis centers.

Stressing the vital need for volunteers and how what they do impacted her life. Later she joined a group of military women who has experienced similar abuse , forming what they referred to as a Sister Circle to reach our to help others.

Since her outreach has grown, which now includes: college scholarships, financial assistant, awareness conferences, fundraisers and now sharing her book to reach millions.

She is a HealingAngel, bringing a message of healing to those that are hurting and broken inside.

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Storyline

We weren’t sick kids: my mom made sure of that! Mom would line us up and administer the worst medicinal, liquid substance known to man – Cod Liver Oil! We kids clung tightly to a Florida orange, clenched in our hand, ready to drown the worst taster of the liquid substance legally allowed to be administered to any living being!  Later, Mom upgraded to “Father John’s Cod Liver Oil”.

I remember seeing my first eclipse at this house. On that day, I was introduced to my favorite candy. My mom bought banana flavored Now&Laters.

My family and I were at the hospital getting prepared. I remember donating blood for her just in case she needed it. She was on one table, and I was on the other, ready to do what I could to save her life.

I did not know what to do. This was scary and strange to me. How do I say “No!”? How do I fight back?

Virginia was not a safe place for me anymore. I needed to leave, so, I enlisted to go in the Army.

I begged her, “Please, let me see! This is my last chance. Let me see my baby!”

My life would never be the same. I felt I had failed my sister. She was planning on coming to visit me for Thanksgiving. But, she wanted to wait until her daughter, Autumn, had given birth to her baby. Since my husband was deploying, this was going to be “sister time” for us.

"You Matter; No Matter How The Ribbon Is Tied."