Dayspring

I was born in Mi. but raised in Iran as my Dad is from there. He and my stepmom are US citizens now.
my Dad went to MSU and got his degree in engineering and went on to own Westinghouse in the Middle east and central heated and airconditioned and refridgerated a large geographical area. My
mother was American and a beautiful hostess at all the lavish parties we threw as long as the Shah was still in power. When I was 10 iwas sent to England for boarding school in Bruton at sunnyhill school
for girls. My teacher wanted to hold me back a year because I stubbornly refused to stop calling my
mother mommy instead of mummy and said that there were 7 continents not 6. She said our bloody
Erie canal had done nothing to change the shape of things. I gave a girl a bloody nose for calling Americans criminals because we were charging such prices for sandals in our catalogues. Back to Iran...
my parents divorced. i was jr. high student council president at tehran american school...and honor roll
always organizing some crazy thing for assemby, like the time the boys had to model all the dresses
from my mothers fashion boutiqe, make up and false eyelashes-the works. Peek-a-boo's were popular in the early 70's. And I booked bands for dances and had my own "Karin and her Sunshine Blues" that
was before I became Morning Star and Dayspring on 9/11. The Lord had me reading out of Job 38 at
the time and I was camping at Lost Creek, OR. I carved the name into the pick-nick table in honor of the victims and in hopes of His soon return "Christ's" I am a very strong believer in my faith and have
a ministry as such that revolves at present around The Ten Commandments My website is almost ready for ribbon cutting and advertizing, but if you want a preliminary peek before editing you might give
me some suggestions of your own to make it better. There is more planned for the site already to make it one you'll want to revisit (not just buy the poster from the one time) http://www.hescomingsoon.com
I'm unfortunately separating from my husband of almost 6 years. I won't go into any grim details. I was
married before for 18 years (very happily), but then suffered a horrible nervous breakdown with the
psychotic episode (whole nine yards). When I got stabilized an released from the hospital, my husband was gone, my dog had been given away, the cat had been abandoned and wandered off in search of
me or food i suppose, AND my husband had SOLD my house which housed my inhome business to his lawyer who had gotten him a divorce saying i was entitled to nothing as i had failed to respond to his
summons to appear in court to contest the division of property. I was on the street without a dime or a job and friends turned their backs on me out of embarrassment, not wanting to get envolved or because..well never mind. I used a credit card to fly to Oregon from California with my pal the Lord.