A story about the never failing, unconditional love of God. My dad went through it all. The pain, the addiction, the damage, and everything thing else that goes along with it. He warned me about it all, about the drugs they sell on the street, about the way they make you feel ecstatic just to bring you down to your deepest darkest waters later on. He warned me about the ones that may become appealing to my eyes; however, he never prepared me for the one that comes with a smile and killer dimples. It took only one "hello" and I was doomed. The beginning was heaven, the middle was hell and the end was amazing grace. Love broke me. Love healed me.