It's odd the kinds of things that will remind us of what we have and how far we've come. If you had asked me several months ago if Tasha would be living in my house right now, I probably would have fallen over and then taken my kids and headed for safety. But now I'm honoured to have her here. She's lost something so important and for her to be strong enough to ask for help through that even though I could have said no...that speaks volumes about her and I couldn't be prouder.
Tasha used to be someone who hurt people for her own enjoyment. It wasn't for gain or anything else. It was for pleasure. She didn't know how else to be. She hurt people close to me at the time and she didn't care. It took hurting Renee to make her realise she needed to change and it took the strong words of a demon to help her turn it around. But she has. She's come through incredible hardship and turned into a wonderful woman who has helped my niece become happy not to mention what she's done for Deirdre. I am more than happy to be her legal guardian and have her in my home. I'm more than happy that she's taking my name. And I wonder why it took so long for someone to reach out. If Tasha isn't beyond redemption, no one is. Not even demons. And if Tasha isn't beyond forgiveness, no one is. And she's not.
Welcome to the family, Tasha Kemp.