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| Dr. Sharma Henderson Ed.D., Consulting |
| Copyright 1998-2011. Sharma Henderson. All rights reserved |
Hold Nothing Back is a memoir that chronicles the life of its author as a young child
through her graduation from high school. In it, she tells a compelling story of how
she survived the daily indignities of poverty and abuse while using education to
help her escape her circumstances. This introspective work categorizes her
experiences into life lessons directed towards children who still "suffer in silence"
and are unable to find their own voices.
through her graduation from high school. In it, she tells a compelling story of how
she survived the daily indignities of poverty and abuse while using education to
help her escape her circumstances. This introspective work categorizes her
experiences into life lessons directed towards children who still "suffer in silence"
and are unable to find their own voices.
| COMING SOON! This book gives an introspective account of real-life experiences that read like a novel. It will take you through a full range of emotions: anger, sadness, and joy, and leave you inspired to tell your story! |
"I’ll never forget the day my relationship with God changed. It is a day that is so
clearly etched in my mind that the mere mention of the word, that very ugly word
makes me feel as if the little girl inside of me wants to come out swinging. And no
matter how many years have gone by and how my understanding of the
circumstances have changed. I still feel such anger and helplessness when I allow
myself to go back to that day.
It was one of those rare moments when my sister’s two brothers were spending the
night at our house. I often wonder if they were there for a reason because it wasn’t
very often that the two of them would visit, let alone sleep over. All I know is that I
am grateful that I was not alone. That there were other souls to witness the stunning
tragedy of that day..."
clearly etched in my mind that the mere mention of the word, that very ugly word
makes me feel as if the little girl inside of me wants to come out swinging. And no
matter how many years have gone by and how my understanding of the
circumstances have changed. I still feel such anger and helplessness when I allow
myself to go back to that day.
It was one of those rare moments when my sister’s two brothers were spending the
night at our house. I often wonder if they were there for a reason because it wasn’t
very often that the two of them would visit, let alone sleep over. All I know is that I
am grateful that I was not alone. That there were other souls to witness the stunning
tragedy of that day..."
| EXCERPT Chapter 6: Faith |