As I reflect over the events of the last week I have to wonder what in the world did I do to deserve such an awful thing to happen to me and my son??? What a way to start the new year. I have spent hours upon hours throwing what is left of the home I had built for Levi and I into a 10x10 storage unit.
I thought 4 years ago was the lowest I could feel when my home was foreclosed on ... but this ... this is much worse. To watch everything I have worked so hard for be washed away in an instant like it is trash ... that is much worse. To listen to my son explain what happen ... that is heart breaking. To listen to him ask when we can go back to our home ... that is unbearable.
So ... now ... at 33 ... I have no home ... I have 2 pairs of shoes (I know it sounds silly but if you know me you know it was really hard to throw away 40 pairs of designer heels with mold on them).
Ok .. so thank you for letting me vent a little this past week on FB ... pity party is over ... I am still not happy but I have a child so I have to get over it and move on. We might not have a home, or much to put in a home at the moment ... but we still have our friends and family ... and Turtle and Pixie made it through the flood okay ... and that is all that truly matters.
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