I'm not sure how I got started thinking about this. I had mixed emotions when my Aunt said to me, "RaeLynn, you could write a book. And it would sell!" Thanks, I think. Up until that point, the thought had never crossed my mind. I have had this nagging feeling that what I've learned could help someone else. Perhaps sharing my story would be the way to do that. If I could help one person, it would be worth it. I did motivational speaking for kids several years ago. I wanted to help other kids that were in the same position as my kids were. I couldn't protect my kids from the negative influences around them so I decided I needed to teach them how to protect themselves. I wrote an introduction, kind of a 'come see me' invitation when I was just getting started. I stated 'by the time I knew I was a victim, I was already a survivor. But it wasn't so easy for my kids." And that was the honest to goodness truth. I had no idea what I was doing. I had no idea what I had been through. I guess I wasn't worried about me - I was worried about my kids. Make no mistake - I know that what I went through and what my kids went through is nothing compared to what some women and kids go through. Nor do I believe that any amount of abuse is okay. Zero tolerance. Enough said.