WOW! It’s been a couple of years that I haven’t  posted on here. Life has changed and I’m moving forward with it. Ahhhh, where do I begin, The last I posted I was temporarily living in a friend’s garage and well that didn’t work out but we still managed to keep our friendship. As I reflex back I felt so helpless and so alone, even though I still had my mother and kids I just felt like a failure. The word homeless is so misunderstated, we have so many peoples and families that are still homeless, that aren’t able to get on their feet. The cost of a rental is outrageous and the moving in cost is even as bad too. I managed to start a new job got to know my co-workers and one of them happen to have a converted garage for rent. So one of my daughter moved in with me, my youngest girl went off to college and my two older girls rented an apartment with one of their friends. My son refused to move with me so his two older sisters let him live with them. We were apart but still close together and every weekend we gathered at Nana’s home. When holidays came around we always met at Nana’s home, that was a safe zone for us. That was the closes to being our home because we were all apart temporarily. As I look back faith, love and God kept us together.