At age 23, I was stabbed 18 times and remained in a coma for 2 days and two years later, I was shot in my chest. In 2007 after the burial of my mother Agnes(my biological mother, who lived in Sierra Leone)( inspired me to start my non profit foundation to help the Children of Sierra Leone), I was accepted into OCS(Officer candidate School) in which I graduated in the rank of 2nd Lieutenant. In June 2009 the only woman that I ever truly love and I gave my heart to packed up and left me during my trials and tribulations. We built the love of Christ, love of marriage, family, friendship, a home and a career together. And till this day I am still hurt and can't understand why she left me(I'm still in love with her, no disrespect to my girlfriend). This pain has hindered me and affected how I love from now on. I won't stop loving because God told us love is the most important thing in this world. When she left my whole world crumbled and the devil destroyed my life. I lost everything from my family, home and my career. My truck stop working, I spent months hospitalized, I was arrested for defending myself at a nightclub and eventually I lost my career as well. Only thing I was left with was my duffle bag of clothes and a broken heart. I needed a place to live I moved in with my girlfriend in Charlotte, NC. She always have my back 110% but with the urging of God on my life and a confused heart I eventually ended up moving. I moved in with my parents, they just retired in October 2012 from New Jersey and brought a house in Georgia. . My mother(the one who adopted me at age 9 in America) has a severe case of dementia so I help out as much as I can around the house. I lost her (my mother) in Nov 2013, another heartbreak. I am so discouraged and I find myself suffering from severe depression. After having 4 homes and traveling all over the world, fighting in multiple wars(5 deployments) I had nothing no bank account and worst of all my children were distant from me(They live in Texas) for the first time in their lives which honestly hurts me the most. My love for God and my children means the most to me with my parents in close proximity. I survived many tragedies including pure poverty. This is the reason I trust, believe, and have total faith in GOD. Because I'm here for a real reason.