BEFORE AFTER I'm probably going to get some negative backlash from this post. I'll start by saying that sometimes we find ourselves in situations we did not select and places we do not plan to stay. I say, bloom, girl. I was living in a beautiful home we had just built when the divorce bomb pushed me right through the basement. I was devastated to leave my new home, but what I found to be even more shocking was the transition back into renting and later the hard choice to accept government assistance. Again, I am not promoting reliance on government programs. However, I think they have their place, and for newly divorced mamas of young children, particularly those who left their careers to stay home to raise their babies, government programs can be a big 'ole blessing from heaven while they rebuild their shattered lives. That being said, "government housing" has a stigma for a reason and oftentimes sadly meets a very low a
I often find myself sitting in the driver's seat streaking down the freeway at seventy miles per hour (.......or more......shhhh) and realize, this is OUR LIFE!! Blink, and you'll miss us. I wanted to create a blog that depicts our life right now - a beautiful whirlwind of chaos, commotion, inspiration and reflection, quiet pockets of enjoying and plenty of giggling in the back seat. Slide on over and join the ride!