damage control

Ever since I became a single gal seven years ago, it's been a struggle both emotionally and financially to keep this boat afloat. After the first few years involving multiple calls from creditors and lots of wild and crazy early twenty something encounters, I decided that as long as everybody's healthy and fed and not in jail or at the funeral home, the rest will take care of itself because, hey. I'm not superwoman....just a smartass country girl with a whole lot of faith. Thanks, Big Ernie.

I am beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel finally. Over the years I paid back every bit of what I was dinged with, a lot of it by two or three credit card companies. Several generous and loving friends have pitched in with donations to help me with the crisis du jour....divorce money, new tires and other things too numerable to mention. A few business owners have cut me some slack by extending credit when we needed something desperately like propane or groceries.

Babygirl will get her first paycheck from the REAL job next week after working for free for a month :) She will no longer be totally dependent on mom for a place to live and something to eat. Oh, it will be here for as long as she needs it. And she promised not to abandon me with the grandparent situation at hand. But...it is a milestone in her life, and in ours together. We have struggled together as friends over the years, one complimenting the other with a hefty door slam or a teary conversation fueled by disillusionment and sorrow. We are family, forever. I pity those who don't know that feeling.

Here's to you Babygirl. To your evil habits, old soul and beautiful smile.To your stamina and love for life. No wonder Butterbean grins when she sees you! We made it. Ain't that something????

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