I was born on November 2nd 1983 at Desert Hospital in Palm Springs Ca. I have five sisters and two brothers.

My first lesson of being tough was from my Father, because He was dying of skin cancer. He passed away when I was six months old. My mother took it very hard and after three years it became too much to handle. She was a single mother with four kids and many personal struggles. My two brothers and I were adopted by my Father’s cousin and his wife. Although they were young and had no children, they were ready to accept this new challenge in their life. We were very well accepted by our new family and I lived with them until I was 14. I then decided to move back in with my mother to try and become a family again. That was the first real decision I ever had to make on my own.