Nothing brings to light all the good things in your life like the devastating plight in someone else's...
One of the parents on the Single Parents Group that I joined in Park Slope is not only going through an ugly divorce, has no job or money, and trying to raise her young son, but she's also being evicted from her apartment. I won't go into specifics out of respect for her privacy, but lets just say the options at her disposal are limited at best right now. She has to vacate the premises. The Marshall is on his way.
Essentially, she is homeless. A college graduate, grown-ass woman with a child and no home. No one to take her in or lend her the money.
There but for the grace of god go I.
In comparison, my whole venture into single-parenthood was a cake-walk: I was able to stay with my mom until I found a place to live. I found a job- albeit a crappy one- right away, which in turn introduced me to new friends and led to a higher paying, more stable gig. My ex wasn't a total dickhead and the divorce went smoothly, and he pays his child support and half of the childcare expenses on time and without complaint every month. Plus for all my bitchin' and moanin' about how unbearable my marriage was, I have to admit that for the most part, he's a good and attentive father to K and N.
And within all those potential tight spots that life threw my way, I had friends and family to help bail me out in one way or another.
So I want to make sure those of you out there who've always been in my corner know how VERY THANKFUL I am for your help, advice, loyalty, love, support, friendship, camaraderie and all that good stuff. I'm a real moody bitch sometimes (OK all the time..sheesh!) and I'm amazed when I realize how many people I can actually call "friend." And there are lots of you.
Know that I feel lucky and BLESSED, yes, I actually wrote (and meant) BLESSED, to have you all in my life.
And I hope you all know that you can always count on my help, advice, loyalty, love, support, friendship, camaraderie and all that good stuff, whenever you need it.
*smooches...soooo many kisses that you'll actually say, "OK, enough! I get it! You like me!!*
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i don't like to get mushy too often, so don't get used to it!
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6 comments:
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!
Girl that made me CRACK UP!!!!
Just out of curiosity, are you in the position to help that mom and her kid out and let them stay with you for one month, to give her a moment of breathing room?
There is no wrong answer here, it's just a question.
I mean, there are a lot of people who helped me get my life back on track and I try to pay them back every single day be being a better man.
Still, I don't go out and get the junkie with three weeks clean and let him stay on my couch like some people did with me.
One day I may be able to do that, but right now I'm still in the rebuilding stages - and that's with nearly four years clean.
Just stumbled over from Funky Brown's crib. Have a happy turkey day and try not to eat too much pie.
(yeah, right, who am I kidding, there's no such thing as too much pie)
Grampa- I really wish I could; my grandmother was always opening her doors to those who needed a place stay, so I grew up with that mentality.
But alas- my grandparents had a LARGE 2 bedroom railroad apartment with roughly FIVE BEDS in it...I've somehow managed to squeeze myself and two girls in a matchbox. Plus my landlord isn't cool like that.
A bunch of us on the board have gotten together and taken up a collection; a lot of us can't give much being single moms and all, but you'd be amazed how many actually stepped up. It made me just a lil bit less Jaded...
I got your text. I hope you had a great thanksgiving. Sadly, I left my cell phone in the car and had 4 texts from people. Oh well. You had better not eaten too much.
my moms taught me that no matter how bad you think you may be, someone else is worse off. i have applied this philosophy and have learned to be happy no matter the circumstances
big up
(my mom was a single mom of 4...she only raised warriors)
Ok, whatever ... you're thankful, you love us, would do the same for us ... blah blah blah.
Now, what's this about Evelyn smelling yo dick? Let's start there.
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