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Sharing a little hope and a lot of grace


Hi! Welcome to my little drop of passion, fun, and holy ground! I am so glad you’re here. If you’re a hugger, imagine my arms wrapped about your shoulders in a nice, big, welcome hug. If you’re not a hugger, know that I am looking deeply into your eyes, as I greet you warmly with all my heart.
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I’m Mindy. Happy. Goofy. Emotional. Love to talk. Love to listen. A “fixer” by nature, I’m always drawn to the wounded, lonely, outcast, insecure person, place, or thing. As well as the vibrant, social, giddy, party person, place, or thing. I love to be social, and I just plain love people! And I love lovin’ on people. That’s what God has called me to do. Why? Well, read on…

I grew up in the outskirts of Cleveland, Ohio, the second of five kids, to parents who loved us a lot. Unfortunately, due to my dad’s emotional war wounds, their marriage dissolved when I was seven, and until age sixteen, my dad was a non-regular part of my life.

Mom struggled to feed, clothe, and shelter us while she worked and attended school to earn her nursing degree. We had little besides each other. She loved us all very much and worked hard to provide a good life for us, yet we interacted with her far less than we needed. I floundered, missing the emotional connection a young, sensitive girl needs from her mother and father. I fell prey to dishonorable intentions of others.

I found acceptance with the wrong crowd at school and began a spiral of drugs and drinking to mask the hurt in my heart. At sixteen, ran away from home to escape an abusive situation, spending the summer living on the streets between Ohio and California. Though I did not know him yet, God was with me, and that summer changed my life forever.



Mindy Cantrell


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