Life Unscripted

Highs and Lows

As we arrive in Seattle WA, again my daughter is reunited with her close friends and I am blessed to be staying with a good friend. We arrived on my daughter's 15th birthday and it was so nice to see her happy again. It was a Friday that we arrived there and to show you how God had His hand upon my life it's just amazing to recapture it all again. We get there Friday and on Monday one of my best friends introduce me to a couple who ran a CNA school through one of my other great friends and they offer me a job on the spot to be their Administrative assistant. The next day Tuesday my oldest son who had been living with his dad for the last few months had saved up all his checks to get a place with his dad, he cashed his checks and bought me a truck from his dads mechanic. Then that same day my new boss told me he had a furnished apartment that his son was living in but had to go back to college. He asked if I wanted to take over the lease and there you have it. Within one week of relocating back to Washington, I had a job, a car, and an apartment for me and my daughter to live in, and where my oldest son could come to spend the weekends with me. I was so thankful to God for the many blessings!

After a few months of working at this job I met up with an amazing co worker whom I worked with years prior. She was looking for an office assistant at the time. The job paid almost three times as much as I was currently getting paid so I applied and was hired. About a month later through another close friend a duplex next door to her became vacant. It was huge a two bedroom with a nice front and back yard and a garage! It was about the same amount I was paying at the apartment so I went to meet with the private owner and he just so happened to be cleaning the unit, it was a mess. I was upfront and honest with him about my poor credit and that I wasn't able to come up with all the money up front, but I offered to help him clean and paint the unit. He agreed and my kids and I went to help him. He allowed me to pay the deposit slowly by giving him an extra $100 each month on top of my rent. It took me 12 months to pay off the deposit but he let me move in with no credit check and only with first months and last months rent. I knew that Gods hand was all over that circumstance also. It was only by His favor that I got this nice place as a single mother. I began to work hard at my new job at the same time getting my daughter the healing she needed.

We enrolled in a deliverance class that my old boss offered to pay for the both of us to attend. Another example of Gods love and favor over our lives. It was through this 6 week class that I saw a transformation in my daughter. One day we were at the store shopping well she and her friend went into the store and I stayed in the car. She came back out after finishing her shopping and told me who she had run into. It was my second husband who was now my ex husband and his new girlfriend. She told me that when she saw him she had no ill feelings towards him anymore and that she believed that was what our deliverance classes had helped her to learn about. She had truly forgiven him and let that part of her life go. You don't know how happy I was to hear her say that! I went home that night and went into my room and got on my knees and prayed a prayer of thanksgiving. God was faithful to His promises.

All was going well until I decided to get involved with an old love interest from 20 years before who found me on Facebook a year prior to this date. I started to consume myself in a relationship that shouldn't of even gotten passed a simple friend request. It went too far and I really just went all the way to left field. I mean he had a long time girlfriend and a whole bunch of baggage that should have been a red flag number one! I started just doing stuff that we had no business doing! I feel like that little door I opened really allowed the enemy to make me get off track and lose focus on what my mission was in coming back to Washington. To get my daughter through high school and to support my younger son through his junior and senior year as well.

A few months later my job laid us off at the beginning of 2016 and there I wasn't employed for about three months didn't have a way to pay my rent and utilities let alone food. It was like dang here goes
again with the roller coaster rides of life! I started to get back into smoking and drinking alcoholic drinks like I had no care in the world. At this time the only thing keeping me going was this relationship I had with this old love interest. Things got more intense, he was claiming me like I was his to our mutual friends etc all the while still hiding me from his baby mama that he lived with still after giving me false hope we would be finally be together.

We continued this relationship for too long. It's a choice I made that I was not proud of. I admit that this is where it finally hit me that all this talk to my kids about making good choices and that the choices we make in life either we reap the good from good choices or we pay the consequences for the bad choices. Well at this time I'm eating my own words! I know I wasn't being a good example but it was how I was coping with now being unemployed and about to lose my home that I worked so hard to get on my own.

I finally came across my cousin who was looking for a bigger home for her and her little family, so I offered her my home
to stay in with me and my daughter. Also, this helped because now all she had to pay was what I was behind on like a month and a half then take over my lease from there. This was a blessing in disguise because now I just got a new job working at a credit union and picked up a part time graveyard shift at Amazon warehouse to help me send money to my son who was now about to enter into his senior year of high school.

In about two months of working at my new job I met a co worker whom we both were in the new hire class at that time. I was commuting two times a day about 40 minutes each day to both jobs and it was becoming too much for me. I would leave at 8 am Mondays through Friday to start work at 9 am then work until 5pm sit in traffic back home for about an hour and 15 minutes. I would get home at about 630pm then go to bed at like 7pm and wake back up at 10pm to get ready for my graveyard shift that started at 11pm to 3 or 4 am. I did this craziness for about 3 months until God once again made a connection with my co worker to get a condo closer to my work. My baby girl was still in high school near our old place which I wasn't going to take her out of her school, so I told her to ask her friend if she could stay there Monday's through Friday then I would commute up there Fridays after work and pick her up to stay with me on the weekends. I know you're probably like why are you making it hard on yourself! I just wanted to make sure my daughter was happy and stable. I was willing to sacrifice my tiredness for my kids. While working the second job graveyard I would send my weekly paychecks to my son in San Diego to help feed him and whatever else he needed that year. Everything was going fine until a phone call that I would receive from my oldest daughter that would completely break me down like I'd never been before.....