I believe that everything always works out in the end. Every person has gone through a really tough time in their life and thought that their world was ending.
I remember it very clearly; I was 11 years old at the time. My mother found out that my dad was cheating on her and left her for another woman. She moved out, having no education, beyond a GED, and she had to find a place to live and rear three children, including myself. I am the oldest child and then there was my brother Jesse who was six and my sister Victoria that was only two years old. One of my mom’s close friends, Regina, let me and my family live with her for a short time. She lived in Homosassa, Florida. My mom had to find a job, but at the time, she was living off child support which was only $1,200 a month. Nowadays, just rent alone costs a minimum of that amount. Anyways, my mom found us a house in Citrus Springs, Florida. We only lived there about a month and then moved to a close minute town called Yankeetown. We moved into a two-bedroom house.
While living in Yankeetown, my mom found a job with the Florida Fish and Wildlife as a secretary. Surprisingly, she got the job based solely on her personality. The job was paying an estimate of 20k a year, which is terrible pay. On top of having three children in school and working a fulltime job for the state, she had a side job as a personal chef for a woman named Julie. I even cleaned Julie’s house for money to help my mom support our family. On top of that, I went to school and made sure my brother and sister got to and from school safely and made sure they finished their homework and I would try to have dinner finished when my mom was home. Later on, my grandmother moved in to help raise our family and not too long after, my mother became pregnant. When she told the father, Jonathan, he ran. After the baby was born, Allie, he came around and he had to move to Coral Springs, Florida for his job and asked us to come along with him. We were finally sitting comfortably with his high paying job and my mom got a job also, so the struggling was gone. I got into college on grants and scholarships because of my mom’s low income, but my family and I have never been happier. So through the thick and thin and struggles, everything works out in the end. This I believe.
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