“I was broken when I met her and to say she fixed me would be an exaggeration. I’m still fixing me. My wife is fixing me. My children are fixing me. God stays fixing me. I’m still not fixed. I am and always will be a work-in-progress. What’s not an exaggeration is that a black woman showed a white boy unconditional love. A black woman taught a white boy how to unconditionally love. Diane Cartwright saw me as God sees me: as a masterpiece.”
