When I first got divorced I had been a stay at home mom for 22 years. I worked odd jobs here and there. I was able to get my foot in the medical field door, because of Covid everywhere was hiring. I got my kids and I a tiny little trailer with a hole in the ceiling, an old washer and dryer that was outside, and pack rats coming in from under it. 14 months ago I was finally able to move my kids and I into a two bedroom apartment with no washer and dryer. But I felt like we hit the lottery!! I told them the next time we moved it would be into one of the the three bedrooms with a washer and dryer.
I have slept on a couch in the living room for three years so my kids could have the bedrooms, washed clothes outside in the heat and the cold, lugged laundry baskets to the laundry mat….
But today…. today, we got the keys to one of those beautiful, three bedroom apartments that has a washer and dryer INSIDE!!!
Today my daughter told me she’s proud of me…
Today I got my own bedroom with a door I can shut so I can be alone. Today, I got a bed.
Today, I am proud of me, and I am proud of my kids for sticking it out and never complaining that where they lived wasn’t good enough.
I did it with no family to help me, it’s been my kids and I the whole way. I have also had so many great friends along the way. And I still do.
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