In my case, I learned that although God loves us, he doesn't grant us immunity from the consequences of our choices.

I had gained so much confidence through my college achievements that I wanted to tackle the world.

After graduating in the summer of 1980, I knew I wanted my life to count.

So on May 1, 1987, at Gary's invitation, I agreed to see him one last time - to confront him face-to-face about his sincerity and with the intention of ending our brief relationship.

Shortly thereafter, some friends encouraged me to try out for the Miss South Carolina World beauty pageant. To my surprise, I won - and was sent to New York City to compete nationally.

It was hard to turn down the money since I didn't have a job, but I didn't want to exploit my notoriety because I knew the way I'd been living was wrong.

I was always an overachiever.