The year is 1983. Mr. K, a kindly Jehovah’s Witness man and his wife knock on the door of a typical middle-class, suburban home. He doesn’t know that his return visit is about to ask him not to return, that Mr. B has only been being polite in taking his Watchtower magazines and nothing more. But something else is about to happen. A seemingly small event will trigger a drastic shift that will change the lives of that family forever — even two yet-unborn children. It will be a change that will tear the family apart, cause desperation and inconsolable sorrow.

The following story was shared with me by a former Jehovah’s Witness. With her permission, I am happy to share her story with you here on the blog… I felt this was a particularly touching story. I can’t imagine what it would have been like to have your entire life turned upside down like hers was. Many of us “born in’s” take for granted that we were raised in the “truth” from birth… So without any further ado, I give you another ex JW story…

My family (mother, stepfather, siblings) became …