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Polly anna’S Bio

MY NAME IS POLLY ANNA OLSEN, I WAS BORN IN A LITTLE TOWN UP IN MOUNTAINS OF COLORADO. AT A YOUNG AGE I MOVED TO WISCONSIN WHERE MY FAMILY NOW CALLS HOME. MY MOTHER HOME SCHOOLED MY SIBLINGS AND I UNTIL COLLEGE. THROUGH 4-H I RECEIVED THE 4-H KEY AWARD FOR MY CLUB, COUNTY AND STATE INVOLVEMENT. IN 2013, I WAS THE 2ND RUNNER UP FOR BROWN CO. FAIREST OF THE FAIR AND WENT ON TO BE THE ASSISTANT DIRECTOR FOR THE 70TH ALICE IN DAIRYLAND FINALS IN 2017.

I ATTENDED NORTHEAST WISCONSIN TECHNICAL COLLEGE (NWTC) WHERE I RECEIVED MY PARALEGAL DEGREE AND MANY CERTIFICATES, FINISHING IN MAY 2019. DURING THOSE YEARS THERE WERE MANY ACADEMIC ACCOMPLISHMENTS LIKE TESTING OUT OF SOME OF MY COLLEGE CLASSES, CLUB LEADERSHIP AWARDS AND STARTING A CHRISTIAN CLUB ON CAMPUS. THEN THERE WERE THE WORSE YEARS OF MY LIFE AS WELL! STARTING IN 2013 MY WORLD CRUMBED IN A MATTER OF A 2 YEARS I LOST EVERYTHING. MY DAD LOST HIS JOB, MY MOM DIED FROM COMPLICATIONS FROM PANCREATIC CANCER TREATMENT AND IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT MY BROTHER BROKE HIS NECK BECOMING PARALYZED FROM THE CHEST DOWN.

IN 2014, I STARTED TO BE DISCRIMINATED AGAINST BY MY SCHOOL FOR THE CLUB THAT I HAD STARTED. I WAS STOPPED FOR HANDING OUT HOMEMADE JESUS LOVES YOU VALENTINES. TOLD THAT I WAS A DISRUPTIVE STUDENT AND SOLICITING CONTENT THAT MAYBE OFFENSIVE. AS WELL AS, HAVING MY LEADERSHIP AWARD NOMINATION REMOVED.

FAST FORWARD TO 2018, I THOUGHT EVERYTHING HAD BEEN TAKEN CARE OF IN 2014.BUT AGAIN MY RIGHTS WERE VIOLATED FOR HANDING OUT MY JESUS LOVES YOU VALENTINES. THIS TIME I WENT TO WISCONSIN INSTITUTE FOR LAW AND LIBERTY, WHO FILED A FEDERAL LAWSUIT IN SEPTEMBER 2018, ON MY BEHALF AGAINST NWTC FOR VIOLATING MY 1ST AMENDMENT RIGHTS ON CAMPUS.

THROUGH THIS ORDEAL I WAS INVITED TO SPEAK AT THE WHITE HOUSE FOR THE FREEDOM OF SPEECH EXECUTIVE ORDER SIGNING IN MARCH 2019. THE LEADERSHIP INSTITUTE WAS VERY INSTRUMENTAL IN MAKING THIS OPPORTUNITY HAPPEN.

SEPTEMBER 2019, A FEDERAL JUDGE RULED IN MY FAVOR AWARDING ME A WIN FOR FREEDOM OF SPEECH ON CAMPUS! I’M NOW SPEAKING AROUND THE STATE AND COUNTRY TELLING MY STORY OF HOW ONE VOICE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE FOR FREEDOM.

I'M DONE SUFFERING IN SILENCE 2021!

I want to be set free by the truth, for that to happen, the truth must be told! It's been 7 and a half years of trying to figure out what to do or say to appease those I love the most and, yet, the pain and damage gets worse with my continued public silence. The shaming and shunning just gets worse as each year goes by and I'm told to remain silent about the pain and damage done, while being gaslighted by my family.

Holidays are the worst time of the year for me. Not just because my mom died, though. Where do I go for holidays? Why, for the last 7 and a half years, has my immediate family been silencing, shaming and shunning me?

For what?

Well, for being the victim of a sex crime called voyeurisms, the invasion of privacy, which is a federal crime with a 3 to 10 year sentence, depending on if minors were involved. My whole childhood, unknowingly, I was being subjected to what's called covert sexual abuse. I know this because of my mom's unexplained jealousy and attitude towards me growing up. Then confirmed as an adult. After my mom died, I found it weird that I'd some how now found myself being treated as her substitute. Strange things started to happen in my bathroom, there was only one other person living in the house. After a half a dozen inquiries about changes being made and lies in reply, the truth was discovered.

I'd just returned home from a trip August 3rd, 2014. My final question was, "Why is the shower curtain down?" To which I was told it was dirty and he didn't have anything to wash it with, leaving just the clear plastic lining. There was stuff to wash with it! I washed my dirty clothes from my trip and got ready to take a shower and, with horror running down my back, there was the truth. A small hole in the wall by the shower handle. I stood in shock, shaking, saying this can't be real. I blocked the hole and took my shower, it was after midnight. When I finished, I worked up the courage to see if my fear was true. There attached to that hole was a camera ready to record every time I showered. He was looking for an arousal from his own flesh and blood. Later a 2nd camera was found in the bathroom mirror facing the shower, both leading up to a secret recorder in my parents bedroom. "Daddy's girl" took on a whole new meaning and I cringe in disbelief and disgust with a shattered heart. I felt dirty, cheap and used.

If that wasn't bad enough, I am one of at least 8 known victims stemming over the last 40 plus years, most of them being between 10 and 15 years old.

After the police were called, I was told they shouldn't have been involved and that we could of just talked it out. But he'd been lying my whole childhood about the porn stashes that I had found or saw him looking at along with the lies about the changes made or the pictures taken leading up to finding the hidden cameras. Being convinced to stay quiet and not push police charges by close family, I was led to believe it was grief and a one- time incident until the statue of limitations had run out. The District Attorney had done nothing, much to the detective's dismay. The REAL motivation came out when I finally read his sworn testimony in the police report. This was after I was told, "He never touched you, you weren't hurt, just get over it, it's in the past. Stop talking about it!" I was furious at his admission under oath! You can read his testimony for yourself in the picture attached or request the police report. Police report case file number #14-36081.

He admitted that I had been a victim my whole childhood and that he intended to document young girl's, between the ages of 13 and 18, developing body parts. This was said to be, "Not That Bad," or, "Not That Big Of An Issue," by the parents of some of the children involved and who are still being exposed to him!

As for the long lasting damage of "Never being hurt, because I wasn't touched," I can remember, in my teens, looking for hidden cameras in my bedroom, always feeling watched. I thought it was just a spiritual thing, but now I know it wasn't in my head.

Once I found the cameras, I became homeless for a month. Going from friend to friend's place until I got a job and apartment. From that day on, I am always checking places of privacy for cameras. I even checked my new apartment multiple times for the first few years. Never trusting I was really safe, even in my own home. For years I'd stay awake until late hours of the night trying to avoid the nightmares that were sure to come once I closed my eyes. Nightmares of becoming a child bride for my father. Of being forced to be silent while he did what he wanted with me, and many other situations like it. Still, to this day, I have nightmares of this nature. If I'm forced to be at an event where he is going to be present, the nightmares become more frequent.

But I was never touched, I was never hurt. I fear sleep, for fear of being raped by my father in my dreams.

I started having panic attacks that I'd never had before. Every event he is at, I have to go in another room to have a panic attack in silence.

My self worth drastically took a turn for the worse, and I was hungry to feel anything. I'd become numb for the first few years. I was walking around with this huge gaping wound that no one could see and my family didn't care to hear about. This is another reason why the words on my valentines have saved my life. In the darkness those words still offer hope and truth of my value, which is hard to believe at times of deep depression, struggling to even keep breathing.

I have been in and out of counseling through the years when triggers get really bad and I feel like I can't breathe, anymore. I now understand why I was a suicidal child and still deal with situational depression.

But I wasn't touched, I wasn't hurt. It's in the past, get over it. I never know when I'll have a panic attack and I'll always have this fear of someone watching me in private spaces. Nightmares are unpredictable. Trust is hard with anyone because of the many different levels of betrayal that this has brought on.

Depression is stimulated by the constant years of gaslighting, shaming and shunning by my immediate family. I've lost my family because I was forced to be a victim of a sex crime called voyeurisms, the invasion of privacy, at the hands of my own father.

But I wasn't touched, I wasn't hurt, it's in the past, get over it.

I was also told by my immediate family, we were hurt too, so get over it!

That's like a guy waiting for his taxi and missing work because the driver didn't come, meanwhile the taxi driver is in the ICU fighting for his life because he was in an accident.

It's not even comparable unless you were the victim in ICU.

Or their favorite line, when I try to confront them on how they are mistreating me, instead of acknowledging their treatment of me,

They say, "Forgive him, you are just being bitter and unforgiving. Move on."

I've forgiven my father, and left a way for reconciliation, as difficult as this is for the crime he committed against me. For years after, I still had given him gifts, cards and letters. NO responses from him.

My two requirements for reconciliation for this federal crime that broke the 4th amendment of the constitution are: 1st true repentance and admittance of the addiction to porn, sexual attraction towards little girls, and the violation and betrayal of me and others. 2nd that he gets professional mental health treatment for being a pedophile and having a porn addiction. I love my dad too much to sit by in silence, watching him head for God's wrath for being unrepentant of these sins.

Unfortunately, with the enabling of my immediate family and his friends, he has been able to start a new life, continuing in the denial of his sickness and sin, which means he is unsafe to be in my life or even made aware of my life events.

I tell my story not for attention, but for several reasons.

First, for those who may have similar stories and have also been told, it's not a big deal, you weren't touched, so you weren't hurt, just get over it, it is in the past. Stop talking about it.

It is a big deal when you've been betrayed by the one that's supposed to protect you. It is a big deal because it is a federal sex crime and it's an even bigger deal because you were a child! Your pain is ok and talking about it is completely 100% ok for your healing.

This is not out of spite, but for healing and protection.

Second, I believe there are more victims of his. Whether it is from his secret personal life or from the many jobs he got fired from, one of which was for a very similar reason. I pray that other victims find a voice and speak out.

And lastly, I also believe he is a very sick man who preys on young girls and that he is not safe or done satisfying his sexual desire for porn and little girls. He belongs on a registered sex offender list! In his own words, he likes the physical development of little girls between the ages of 13 and 18!

This post is to, hopefully, provide protection for myself from having him informed or involved in my life through those who were not aware of all this or to stop asking about why he is not in my life or, for that matter, why most of my immediate family is not. Now you know! I do not wish my life to be shared with him or his new wife, in anyway, and now you know the very serious reasons why! He's an unregistered pedophile and several of my immediate family are in denial and treating me as if I'm the criminal!

But this is also in hopes of preventing future victims and putting accountability in place, which has been shoved under the rug by those that are close to him!

The bible calls us to be light in the darkness and to expose evil. This evil has been hidden for over 40 years and affected several lives and relationships. It's time for light to shine and may God bring repentance and healing.

DEBRA OLSEN’S LAST TESTIMONY (MOM)

DEBRA (DEBBY) OLSEN WAS DEDICATED BY HER PARENTS TO THE LORD AS A BABY.

SHE LATER WAS SAVED, THAT IS SHE MADE A PERSONAL CHOICE TO ASK JESUS CHRIST INTO HER HEART TO BE HER LORD AND SAVIOR AT A YOUNG AGE OF 7. WHEN SHE WAS ATTENDING A COMMUNITY CHURCH IN COLORADO, WHERE A BLIND MAN WAS PREACHING ABOUT HOW WE CAN’T DO ANYTHING GOOD ENOUGH TO GET INTO HEAVEN. WE JUST HAVE TO ASK JESUS INTO OUR HEARTS AND HAVE A PERSONAL RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM. AT THE END OF THE SERVICE DEBBY LED THE PREACHER OUT WITH HIM HOLDING HER BRAIDS.

SHE MOVED AROUND A LOT AS A KID, GOING TO NEW SCHOOLS JUST ABOUT EVERY YEAR. SHE MADE THE DECISION ALONG WITH HER MOTHER AND SISTER TO BE BAPTIZED A FEW YEARS AFTER DEBBY WAS SAVED BY GOD’S GRACE, THROUGH WHAT JESUS DID ON THE CROSS. IN OTTAWA IL, SHE MADE A PUBLIC DECLARATION OF HER SAVING FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST.

 AS TIME PASSED SHE BECAME THE OLDEST OF 5 SIBLINGS, AND GOT TO SEE EACH ONE OF THEM MAKE THAT PERSONAL CHOICE TO GIVE THEIR HEARTS TO JESUS, RECEIVING THE ETERNAL ASSURANCE THAT JESUS PROMISES TO THOSE WHO HAVE A PERSONAL RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM. SHE FAITHFULLY PRAYED FOR EACH PERSON SHE MET TO MAKE THAT CHOICE!

THROUGHOUT THE YEARS SHE SET THE EXAMPLE FOR HER 5 CHILDREN AND THOSE AROUND HER ON HOW TO LOVE GOD AND OTHERS, ALWAYS BEING READY TO LISTEN AND GIVE THEM A HELPING HAND. EVEN LAYING ON HER DEATH BED, SHE WOULD ASK HER VISITORS; “WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?”

FALL OF 2011, DEBBY’S HUSBAND LOST HIS JOB. HE HAD BEEN IN AND OUT OF EMPLOYMENT FOR A FEW YEARS. THANKFULLY GOD IS ALWAYS IN CONTROL AND HAD BLESSED HER HUSBAND WITH MANY SKILLS TO PROVIDE FOR THE FAMILY THROUGH THE HARD TIMES. THE JOB LOSS, TURNED INTO BEING A BLESSING IN DISGUISE!    

SHORTLY BEFORE BEING DIAGNOSED, DEBBY ASKED GOD TO HELP HER LOSE WEIGHT. SHE FELT ISOLATED AND WITHOUT FRIENDS, AND WANTED TO BE USED AND BE MORE LIKE GOD! DEBBY WOULD SAY …BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU ASK HIM FOR!

AT THE SPRING LAKE CHURCH'S WOMEN'S IN-HOUSE CONFERENCE FEB. 2012, A FRIEND NOTICED HER EYES WERE YELLOW. THAT STATEMENT TURNED OUT TO BE LIKE A SNOWFLAKE FALLING AT THE TOP OF A MOUNTAIN AND HEADING DOWNHILL, GATHERING MOMENTUM AS IT ROLLED. YELLOW? YELLOW MEANS HEPATITIS, SHE THOUGHT. HER BRAIN RACED, TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW SHE COULD HAVE CONTRACTED HEPATITIS. AT THAT POINT, SHE BEGAN TO BATHE EACH DECISION SHE MADE FROM THAT POINT ON IN MUCH PRAYER AND SCRIPTURE READING. RARELY IS THERE A DAY THAT YOU WOULDN’T FIND HER READING HER BIBLE IN THE MORNING AND PRAYING FOR THOSE SHE KNEW.

WHEN DEBBY SAW THE DOCTOR FOR SOME TESTS, SHE TOLD HER NOT TO WORRY-- IT'S NOT HEPATITIS. OKAY, WHAT IS IT THEN? SHE WONDERED AS SHE WAS GETTING MORE YELLOW DAY BY DAY! EACH DAY HER FAMILY WOULD COME UP WITH A DIFFERENT COLOR YELLOW: LEMON YELLOW; RUBBER DUCKY YELLOW; DAFFODIL YELLOW. YOU GET THE IDEA. THEN THEY GOT A CALL SAYING THEY NEEDED TO COME IN, TO DISCUSS THE RESULTS OF THE TESTS. THE FAMILY ALL GATHERED WITH HER IN THE SMALL EXAMINING ROOM AS THE DOCTOR TOLD THEM WHAT WAS DISCOVERED. LET’S JUST SAY, HEPATITIS WOULD HAVE BEEN EASY! INSTEAD--LIKE AN ATOMIC BOMB GOING OFF--THEY HEARD THE WORDS “YOU HAVE CANCER.” THEY WERE TOLD THAT THERE WAS A TUMOR ON THE PANCREAS AND HAD BEEN BLOCKING OFF THE BILE DUCT TO THE LIVER. THAT IS WHY DEBBY WAS SO YELLOW.

THE NEXT STEP WAS FOR THE DUCT TO BE OPENED UP. SO THEY PLACED A STINT IN IT AND TOOK A BIOPSY OF THE TUMOR TO DETERMINE IT WAS PANCREATIC CANCER. RESULTS WERE CONFIRMED AND THE TUMOR NEEDED TO BE REMOVED. LUCKY FOR DEBBY, THE TUMOR WAS SMALL COMPARED TO MOST CASES. BECAUSE SHE HAD TURNED YELLOW, THE DOCTOR’S FOUND IT EARLY.

REMOVING A SMALL TUMOR DOESN'T SOUND SO BAD. THEY COULD HARDLY SEE IT ON THE ULTRASOUND. BUT THEN DEBBY’S SISTER WENT ONLINE AND STARTED RE-SEARCHING WHAT WAS INVOLVED IN A "WHIPPLE" SURGERY. THAT WAS SCARY! DEBBY SAID, “NO WAY!!" THE DOCTOR’S SAID YOU HAVE NO CHOICE.

 ON MARCH 21, 2012, SHE HAD THE WHIPPLE SURGERY, WHICH WAS SUPPOSED TO TAKE AT LEAST A MONTH TO RECOVER FROM. THAT FIRST NIGHT SHE WAS IN SO MUCH PAIN, DEBBY’S DAUGHTER, POLLY ANNA SENT OUT A MESSAGE FOR ALL TO PRAY! WHEN THE DOCTOR CAME AND ASKED DEBBY TO NUMBER HER PAIN FROM 1 TO 10, SHE SAID, "WHAT PAIN?" HE LOOKED AT HER IN SHOCK, “YOU’RE NOT IN ANY PAIN?" DEBBY SAID, “NO, I JUST WANT TO GO HOME!" HE REPLIED, "YOU ARE ONE TOUGH BIRD!" SHE WAS SENT HOME A WEEK LATER, WITH NO PAIN! PRAISE GOD, WHO ANSWERS OUR PRAYERS!

BUT NOT LONG AFTER THAT, HER 3 “TSUNAMIS” HIT! AT HOME ABOUT ONE WEEK WITH NO NAUSEA AND HEALING QUICKLY, TSUNAMI NUMBER ONE HIT. AFTER UNEXPECTEDLY VOMITING UNCONTROLLABLY, HER CHILDREN MADE THE DECISION TO CALL 911. WHEN THE PARAMEDICS CAME, SHE PASSED OUT AND THEY COULDN'T GET A PULSE OR EVEN FIND A VEIN FOR THE IV. HER HUSBAND MET THEM AT THE EMERGENCY ROOM. THEY WORKED ON HER AND SAID THEY'D FIXED IT AND SENT HER HOME. HOWEVER, OVER THE NEXT 10 DAYS, DEBBY’S FAMILY HAD TO CALL 911 THREE TIMES (THUS HER 3 TSUNAMIS). 

WHAT HAPPENED WAS HER STOMACH WAS BLEEDING FROM AN ULCER THAT HAD DEVELOPED WITH A BLOOD VESSEL IN IT, WHICH WAS ON THE SEAM WHERE THEY HAD REATTACHED IT TO PART OF HER SMALL INTESTINE. YOU SEE, WHEN THEY'D DONE THE "WHIPPLE" THEY NOT ONLY REMOVED THE TUMOR AND PART OF THE PANCREAS, BUT THEY ALSO TOOK THE GALL BLADDER, PART OF THE STOMACH, AND PART OF THE SMALL INTESTINE. NOT BECAUSE THERE WAS CANCER THERE, BUT JUST BECAUSE THAT'S THE WHIPPLE! THE LAST 911 CALL WAS THE 3RD TSUNAMI WHICH HIT WITH ALL THE FORCE OF A HURRICANE! INSTEAD OF FIXING IT BY GOING DOWN HER THROAT, THEY HAD TO RE-OPEN HER. THEY'D TRIED GOING DOWN THE THROAT, BUT THE BLEEDING WOULDN'T STOP. 

AGAIN DEBBY WAS IN ICU. SHE WAS SO THIRSTY, BUT WAS ONLY ALLOWED VERY SMALL ICE CHIPS OR A SPONGE OF WATER TO WET HER MOUTH. YOU CAN IMAGINE HOW SMART SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS, WHEN SHE FIGURED OUT SHE COULD GET A FEW CHIPS OF ICE AND LET THEM MELT. HER NURSE'S NAME AT THE TIME WAS GINA. DESPITE ALL THE TUBES, IVS AND PIT LINES (WHICH SHE CALLED THE "SNAKES") COMING OUT OF DEBBY’S MOUTH AND BODY, SHE WAS DETERMINED TO ASK GINA IF SHE KNEW JESUS AS HER SAVIOR. SADLY, SHE DID NOT. DEBBY SAID, "THEN YOU ARE THE REASON I'M BACK IN ICU FOR THE 4TH TIME." SHE GOT TO HEAR DEBBY ALL NIGHT AND SHE LEFT HER WITH A TRACT ABOUT JESUS. IN THE END, SHE HAD BEEN GIVEN 14 UNITS OF BLOOD, WHICH IS MORE BLOOD THAN IS IN YOUR BODY. SHE WAS UNAWARE AT THAT TIME THAT HER HUSBAND HAD TO MAKE A LIFE OR DEATH CALL FOR THEM TO REOPEN HER STOMACH. GOING IN THAT 4TH TIME, SHE HAD TOLD HER HUSBAND, "KIM, I'M READY TO GO HOME, AND NOT HOME ON EARTH!"  

APRIL 27, 2012, DEBBY WAS FINALLY SENT HOME WITH A NOTE THAT SAID YOUR FAMILY SHOULD GET GRIEF COUNSELING. SHE HAD ABOUT 25 LBS. OF FLUID IN HER ARMS AND LEGS. HER VISION WAS BLURRY FROM BEING DIABETIC FROM THE REMOVAL OF PART OF HER PANCREAS.

TWO WEEKS LATER THE FAMILY MET WITH THE ONCOLOGIST AND RADIOLOGIST. THEY PATIENTLY PROVIDED HER WITH THE OPTIONS---NONE OF THEM VERY ENCOURAGING. AT THAT TIME, THEY GAVE HER JUST 7 MONTHS TO LIVE, WHICH WOULD BE DECEMBER 2012 IF, SHE CHOSE TO DO NOTHING. THEY SAID SHE WOULD HAVE APPROXIMATELY A YEAR AND HALF, IF SHE DID THE TYPICAL CANCER TREATMENTS.  

BECAUSE OF UNEMPLOYED ALL THE MEDICAL BILLS WERE COVERED, WHAT A HUGE BLESSING THAT GOD IS ALWAYS LOOKING OUT FOR US! DEBBY WAS SO THANKFUL TO GOD. SHE PRAISED THE LORD, FOR HE IS IN CHARGE! DEBBY THANKED HIM THAT THEY HAD FOUND THE TUMOR EARLY ENOUGH THAT IT HADN'T SPREAD, LIKE MOST PANCREATIC CANCER CASES. SHE THANKED HER FRIENDS AT THE WOMEN'S CONFERENCE WHO NOTICED SHE LOOKED YELLOW. SHE WAS GRATEFUL FOR THE DOCTORS WHO GOT THE TESTS DONE QUICKLY AND FOR PERFORMING THE SURGERIES. SHE WAS VERY GRATEFUL FOR HER 3-FOOT BLUE BUNNY THAT WAS THE PERFECT SHAPE TO PUT UNDER HER ARM WITH ALL THE TUBES IN IT, WHICH ALSO HELPED HER SLEEP. DEBBY HAD EVEN MADE UP A BASKET OF EASTER EGGS WITH A SCRIPTURE VERSE AND CHOCOLATE IN EACH ONE FOR EVERYONE WHO CAME TO VISIT HER IN THE HOSPITAL.  

THEY OPENED MANY DOORS TO TELL OTHERS ABOUT HOW AMAZING JESUS WAS IN HER LIFE! PRAISE GOD!! SHE WISHED SHE COULD WRITE DOWN ALL THE STORIES FOR YOU TO BE ABLE TO SEE HOW GOD HAS TURNED THIS ALL INTO SOMETHING AMAZING! GOD ANSWERED DEBBY’S PRAYER ABOUT LOSING WEIGHT, BUT NOW SHE NEEDED TO STOP LOSING IT. SHE THANKS GOD FOR ALL THE FRIENDS THAT WERE WILLING TO COME SEE HER WITH ALL THE "IV SNAKES" COMING OUT OF HER BODY! GOD WAS SHOWING HER THAT SHE WAS IMPORTANT AND THAT SHE HAD FRIENDS--LOTS OF FRIENDS!!! SHE WAS THANKFUL FOR ALL THE NURSES. SHE NEARLY FLOODED THE 8TH FLOOR, WHEN SHE NEEDED A SHOWER SO BAD AND THE DRAIN GOT PLUGGED AND WATER STARTED TO FLOW OUT INTO THE HALLWAY. THAT'S ONE WAY TO SHARE THE LIVING WATER!

HER FAMILY TOOK A BEATING, BUT THEY WERE FAITHFUL. DAY AFTER DAY, HER HUSBAND WENT AND SAT HOLDING HER HAND. HER OLDEST DAUGHTER LINED UP DINNERS AND MANY OF FRIENDS BROUGHT THEM. THANK YOU!

GOD IS SO GOOD!! DEBBY’S THREE SONS, KEPT THINGS GOING ON THE HOME FRONT. POLLY ANNA SLEPT WITH HER JUST ABOUT EVERY OTHER NIGHT WITH SCRIPTURES RUNNING ALL NIGHT ON HER PHONE. THE SCRIPTURES ARE THE FAMILY’S LIFE LINE! HER MIDDLE SON BROUGHT IN A CD PLAYER AND SCRIPTURE CDS. WHEN THE BATTERIES WERE LOW, SHE RANG THE CALL BUTTON FOR THE NURSES TO GET HER SOME MORE BATTERIES AND THEY'D GET THEM FOR HER. GOD IS GOOD!!

WHEN SHE WAS DEPRESSED, GOD WOULD SEND SOMEONE TO ENCOURAGE HER. THEN SHE COULD PUSH FORWARD AND KEEP GOING ON. THIS IS WHAT SHE LEARNED, SHE “KNEW” IT, BUT NOW SHE TRULY KNEW IT! GOD IS THERE THROUGH THE GOOD AND THE BAD.

THAT YEAR WAS DEBBY’S 50TH YEAR OF WALKING WITH THE LORD! HE NEVER LET HER DOWN. SHE HOPES TO WRITE A BOOK ABOUT ALL THE "COINCIDENCES" THAT HAVE HAPPENED IN HER LIFE. DEBBY HAS GIVEN HIM HER CANCER! GOD HAS BEEN USING IT IN UNBELIEVABLE WAYS! PEOPLE THAT SHE HAD NEVER BEEN ABLE TO SPEAK TO BEFORE WOULD STOP AND LISTEN TO HER EVERY WORD. HER PRAYER WAS THAT GOD WILL USE HER STORY AND EACH OF YOURS FOR HIS GLORY.

1 PETER 4:12-13

“DEAR FRIENDS, DO NOT BE SURPRISED AT THE PAINFUL TRIAL I AM SUFFERING, AS THOUGH SOMETHING STRANGE WERE HAPPENING TO ME. BUT REJOICE THAT I PARTICIPATE IN THE SUFFERINGS OF CHRIST, SO THAT I MAY BE OVERJOYED WHEN HIS GLORY IS REVEALED."

~DEBBY

JANUARY 2014, DEBBY WENT INTO SEE THE DOCTOR WITH SEVERE PAIN. EVERYONE THOUGHT THE CANCER HAD SPREAD, BECAUSE SHE HAD MADE THE DECISION TO TREAT IT WITH ONLY NATURAL TREATMENTS. THE TEST RESULTS THAT CAME BACK WERE A MIRACLE! THEY COULD NOT FIND ANY CANCER, NOT EVEN WHAT WAS LEFT AFTER THE TUMOR WAS REMOVED.

THIS MEANT THE DOCTORS HAD TO FIND A NEW REASON FOR THE PAIN. AFTER A FEW MONTHS OF TESTING. IT TURNED OUT IT WAS AN INFECTION FROM THE WHIPPLE SURGERY 7 MONTH EARLIER. THEY GAVE HER AN ANTIBIOTIC, BUT AS SHE STARTED TO COME OFF OF IT, HER BODY WAS TO WEAK TO HANDLE ALL OF THE SIDE-EFFECTS THAT HIT HER FULL FORCE.

WITHIN AN MONTH DEBBY WENT FROM PLANTING HER GARDEN THE BEGINNING OF JUNE TO HER DEATH BY MID JULY, 2014. GOD NEVER LEFT HER SIDE THROUGH IT ALL. WHEN HOSPICE WAS CALLED IN THEY EXPECTED SOMEONE WHO WAS IN MAJOR PAIN, BECAUSE PANCREATIC CANCER IS ONE OF THE MOST PAIN CANCERS TO DIE FROM. THEY WERE IN COMPLETE SHOCK TO FIND DEBBY AT PEACE WITH NO PAIN AT ALL. I BELIEVE THAT GOD HAD ANSWERED HER PRAYER TO HAVE NO PAIN. HE CARES FOR HIS CHILDREN IN A EVERY PERSONAL WAY.

PS. LITTLE DID SHE KNOW HOW HER STORY AND LEGACY WOULD REACH THE WORLD!

SOMEDAY HER STORY WILL BE THE BOOK SHE NEVER GOT TO WRITE!