For a long time, Trisha thought she was alone and that no one could understand what she was going through.
As a young girl, Trisha’s father would lock her and her four siblings out of the house for extended periods. He was involved with drugs; strangers filed in and out of their house constantly. She served as default caregiver for the younger children, and her brother searched the neighborhood to steal food so they could eat.
When Trisha was in the third grade she and her siblings were taken away from their dad because he was making drugs in their basement. His first of two jail sentences left them homeless. Then, while staying in a shelter, they learned that their brother had gotten blood cancer from exposure to the chemicals their dad had used to make drugs. From this point, the five children bounced from relative to relative. First they lived with their aunt, then with their grandmother, and then with their grandfather. The children went back and forth until finally the court decided they had to stay in one place—back with their grandmother.
Trisha’s childhood was a dark and lonely time. She watched her abusive father put a gun to her mom’s head. Her brother is thankfully cancer-free today, but he still wrestles with drug abuse and violence, the issues that plagued their father.
“It’s hard to watch,” she says.
Angel Tree Steps In
Trisha remembers the broken deams and the sadness. She remembers the Christmas they didn’t receive any gifts. Returning to school after Christmas break she had a writing assignment from her teacher: Write about what you got for Christmas. Trisha had nothing to write.
But something changed that first Christmas Trisha and her brother and sisters took part in Angel Tree. She was 9 years old, living in her grandma’s apartment, when Angel Tree volunteers arrived, arms stacked high with gifts. Trisha still remembers a baby doll as her favorite.