Growing up I often fantasized about being married, having an amazing wedding, and enjoying an overall amazing family life in a nice house and white picket fence. When the big day for me to wed came, went, and ultimately crashed and burned to the ground, my idea of marriage was skewed. This was not supposed to happen to me. Divorce was clearly not in my vocabulary as a PreacherÕs Kid (PK).
God placed it on my heart to write this book as I have compassion for women who, like me, have experienced the trauma of going through a divorce or devastating breakup. Part of it stems from my own encounters with pain. Like every PK, especially being a pastorÕs daughter, I fantasized about having the perfect relationship, wedding, fail-proof marriage, and family.