Sure, I'll give you mine. It's nothing incredible though.
I grew up in a Christian home, going to a Baptist church till I was about 8 or so. Then the new pastor started teaching stuff like "the blood wasn't really necessary" and my mom decided we couldn't go there anymore. A few years passed and we started looking for a new church. We tried other baptist churches (very clic-ish - no one talked to you unless you were a full-fledged member), a pentecostal church, and I can't remember what else. I was about 13 or so then. We never found anything.
Then at about 14 I started getting interested in music. Hard rock/heavy metal like my older brother. I started listening to the radio a lot, just to hear one or two favorite songs, hearing many others in the meantime that weren't beneficial to hear. I sort of got a little anti-social, but never all out rebellious or anything. So my mom took me to the Christian bookstore and we bought some Christian heavy metal (CDs of which I still have to this day).
A couple months later I went to a Mylon & Broken Heart concert. When he spoke on that stage about the need for Jesus, something just clicked. It was like he was speaking only to me. Only then did I realized that I'd been riding my mother's coattails, and didn't really have a faith of my own. I accepted Jesus there, November 16th, 1990.
However, that was not the end. Life got much tougher after that, as I dated a Christian guy who I came to find out had a porn addiction. That pretty much messed me up for a while. I made a couple of mistakes, but God protected me from anything really bad other than emotional pain. Yet I stayed with the guy for 3 years thinking he was the one God set me up to marry, and if I left him I'd leave God's will, too.
Finally one day I got up the courage to leave him. I was 16 when we started dating, and 19 when I left. There was a very long healing period, but in that time, I met the man God HAD meant for me to be with. Funny thing is, I knew him already because he was one of my ex's friends. He was the last person in the world I could ever have seen myself with, but he is just so absolutely amazing, I don't think there's another man in the world like him. Or, at least, one who can put up with me.
We've been married 4 years now and I'm so happy I never thought I could be THIS happy!
Now God has allowed me to stop working and be a homemaker. I don't have kids yet, but He told us to leave that to Him as well. Right now, he has me working on a Christian manga. I'm trying my best to just let Him lead me, and although I can draw, I can't draw as good as I'd need to for a manga. So anything that comes out is all Him. I think I like it better that way anyway.
Hope that wasn't TOO long and drawn out...