Phew,.... I feel like a boulder has been lifted off of my shoulders. And as far as I am concerned this whole thing is DONE. Finished,.... never to be talked about again.
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So moving on,...
I wanted to write about this earlier today but other things happened and I never got to. There is a woman in my community who I met from Facebook. She reached out to me about a year ago. And every so often she drops by with something I need. Just when I'm getting really low on something or hitting a particularly hard time this wonderful lady suddenly shows up with a message that she has something for me. Whether it's groceries or something I needed but couldn't afford in she would come and save me. I have friends that I call my 'handful of angels' 5 people who have stuck by my side no matter what I am going through. They all seem to rise above my bad times and understand I'm not at my best but I will come back to them when I'm better. In other words if I made a mistake or behaved badly they still stuck around. They knew between my stress and my mental illness I sometimes found life a bit overwhelming. I have very much appreciated these folks kindness. Over the years they have reached out to help me get a new coffee maker,... or ordering me a Thanksgiving meal to be sent to me because they knew I was alone. Giving me rides when I am stuck,... Picking me up on the side of the road in a heatwave after my car broke down,.. sending gift cards for walmart just when I'm in the most need,...(to name just a few,...) Which I'm sure are just little things to them... but they were HUGE to me at the time. I appreciated these things so much I still remember them from years and years ago. The one thing about living in poverty is you discover REAL feelings of gratitude.
Not a long post. I just wanted to get something POSITIVE on here after the past few months. :)
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