The Life of a Simple Girl (Are you ready?)

Ok so this was an assignment in one of my classes.. but I really enjoyed writing it so... I'm gonna post it here as well =D

The Life of a Simple Girl
Are you ready?

Alright, so here we go! My name is Jessica Renae Neumann My first name means “God’s Grace” and my middle name means “Reborn.” I was born in Denver, Colorado on March 1, 1991. I wasn’t there very long. My mom brought me back to Pasadena after only a couple of months. I will not disclose the reasons for her move at this time (in other words for you kids out there, it’s secret/painful and I don’t want to talk about it) I’ve gone to First Baptist Christian Academy for my entire life. That’s right… I am a lifer… dun dun dun. I drifted from the church when I was young. I was ridiculed by the kids in my Sunday school and (at that time) I thought “if this is what loving God is all about, torturing others, or just ignoring them, then I don’t want to be a part of it.” In 8th grade, I started going to a different church, and I met new people, made new friends, and was happy. That place changed my life. Before that I was a wreck, depressed, alone, abandoned. This church felt like my home… I wasn’t ashamed to be there, I didn’t feel alone. It was what I needed, a stepping stone on the path of my life.
In the summer of 2008, while helping my friend prepare for a garage sale, I fell down her stairs and broke my fibula and my ankle. When I got to the emergency room, they told me I would not need surgery, but they could not cast it there… I would have to go to a specialist for that. GREAT! It took 8 days to get an appointment to get a cast. When I did get to Texas Children’s Hospital, they took more x-rays, and the next thing I know there are 5 doctors in the room with me… apparently my injury was more serious than the emergency room expected. The next thing I knew I was being prepped for surgery. It was really all a daze. When I woke up, I was in intense pain, I had a steel plate in my leg, piecing my fibula together, and 2 screws holding my ankle in place. This was going to be an absolutely wonderful experience!!! 3 months without walking, completely isolated in my house, with only movies and my babies (my 4 cats) to keep me company. When I started school it was the same song but a different verse. Through the first month I still felt alone, even though I had 2 of the best friends I’ve ever had with me. In September, I signed up to go to Youth Explosion, even though I was still in a wheelchair. The first night I saw a band that I haven’t been able to forget. Leeland truly stole my heart (haha You’ve stolen my heart!... it’s a song for you non-leeland-lovers). I also saw Jimmy Needham, who fittingly sang Hurricane. He is also someone I can’t get outta my head. Little did any of us know that Hurricane Ike would ruin the rest of this “revival” of sorts. The next day, Ike hit us. The power was out for a little over a week… in the midst of this… I returned to the hospital to have my 2 screws removed from my ankle. It was one crazy time in my life. Later, I went to Breaking Free (in February) and had an amazing experience. The Lord changed me, opened my heart, closed all the painful doors to my past, and made me whole.
My life changed during spring break when I went with my family to Nashville, Tn. Since I was little I had a plan. I was going to go to Texas A&M and I was going to be a veterinarian. Nashville changed all that. I fell in love with that city, and I didn’t want to come back. This place no longer felt like home. Tennessee would be my home. When I returned, I immediately began planning my new future. I WILL go to Belmont University, I will be a music business major, and I will be a music producer. (this is all as long as the Lord wants me to do it, but I honestly feel that’s where I belong) I went through this past summer with nothing but worries, plans, fears, plaguing my mind. How would I do this? How could I move to a whole new state, by myself, start over with nothing and no one with me. The thing that kept me going was that I KNEW that I would have God with me. I’ve now started my senior year, and I’m not gonna lie, I’m terrified of what spring will bring, but I know that I will make it. I’ve got good friends, supporting family, and most important, I’ve got my God, my Creator, my Salvation, my Sustainer, my Ever-Present Help. He’s all I need in this world and with Him I will never be alone.
I love to sing (hence the music major thing). I love to create things: blankets, jewelry, anything I can make with my hands and say “HEY! I made that” I have at least 4 half-brothers. I only live with one. 2 of them think I’m their cousin and I’ve never met the 4th. I probably have more of them out there, but I don’t know who they are. I am the only girl in my family. WEIRD! I love my mom, she’s been all I’ve had for so long that I don’t know how I’d function without her. She’s taught me so much and I’ll never be able to repay her for all she’s given me.