When I was on my pilgrimage last year God had me time it with “Delta” and “110” which was January 10th, 2026. This was noted on my Mom’s itinerary for her pilgrimage to Fatima and it resonated with me so I kept it in my back pocket until it made sense. When I arrived to my parents house on January 10th, 2026, with Ascension in my Heart, the door code had been changed but the door was open. I stayed until I saw what could not be unseen. I was met with a mix of kindness and animosity. I was met with manipulation, lies and deceit. I was met with the devil himself.

I had woken up one day months prior in their house at 4 A.M. in the morning and immediately was moved to pray the Chaplet of the Most Holy Angels, to pack up my things and go. I left quietly but Joe saw me leave. I followed my map that God had given me to finish what had been started. My Mission of Truth. I worked on my spiritual gifts while gone and visited all of the right places. I did not contact anyone for my birthday or Christmas of 2025 or on any day for that matter. Apparently that was the last straw and my family felt that this their in to start the ultimate chaos.

When returning on January 10th, 2026 I went back into the basement to sleep. Mom ended up dying January 24th, 2026. By God’s Hand I had managed to stay at their house until I ended up borrowing my Mom’s ipad soon after she had died. This was the following week, Friday January 30th, 2026. In borrowing her ipad I was moved to see messages to other people and found that she had slaughtered my name to family, friends and the community. I walk upstairs from the basement and see Alex Molnar sitting there with Joe Molnar. I calmly asked Alex to speak with me outside. I told her what I saw, in short, asked her to pack up my things with me and calmly left Joe Molnar forever at that point. I gave him a hug and said nothing of what I saw and/or knew. Not just a knowing from the ipad but a knowing of decades of abuse, ever since I was a little girl.

I went to my Aunt Kathy’s House that night and told her what happened, again, in short. She immediately started planning not helping me as well. When my battery died a couple days later she took that as her out to lie to Joe and drive to his residence on Starboard. Joe recruited Vicki and Nick Molnar to pick me up from my Aunt Kathy’s house. They suggested I be put in a hotel. Makes me laugh. The hate. The disgust. The lack of care. I ended up staying with Vicki Molnar and was met with the ultimate betrayal. She said I had two weeks to find a new home and a new job and that she was going to “kick me out” on Valentine’s Day. Isn’t that nice of her? Put me out on the streets on the anniversary of Eric’s death.