2020 has been fucking eventful, to say the very least. It has been nothing short of dramatic; that much is true!
We bought our first home and moved into it in mid- March, the very same day we were both laid off of work due to the Coronavirus pandemic. It has been very stressful, but we are just trying to remain calm and find some sort of serenity in the fact that we made it here. Now we just need to figure out how to keep it. No one is hiring. America is a mess. The world is a mess. This is so damn sad. 😭
We’ve been keeping ourselves busy by working with our hands. We’ve built a greenhouse, a chicken coop, raised garden beds, a horse area, and even a water feature. We’ve planted an herb garden and a vegetable raised garden bed. We’ve been busting our asses like they did in the old days when they had to grow their food. It has been a wonderful experience and we have learned many things we probably never would have had the time to learn. I can appreciate that. I have found that interacting with the earth makes me feel productive in a way that other things cannot. (So instead of just eating/smoking it, I am growing it, too. It’s a cycle, you see?)
So much good news? There must be some bad…?!?!?
Of course there is. That’s how shit rolls in my life. My mom’s house burnt down yesterday. when I woke up this morning, I awoke from a dream conversation with my dad, asking if he’d talked to her. He replied with, “I already have,” and my eyes opened. Let me just show you and then I’ll talk…
So now I finally have a home and my mom does not?
I don’t really even have any words for this, other than I am so fucking happy my sister and my mom made it out of there unharmed. Today could have been a much worse day than it has been, and I am grateful that my family lives to tell (and be irate!) about it. Disaster was unavoidable, but a complete catastrophe was side-stepped, this time. It does help you to remember what is important in the end. It’s not the cars, the jewelry, the clothes, the furniture… it’s the people. That is all that matters in this world.
Please help if you can!
I created a gofundme account in order to help my mama get back on her feet and start a rebuild. All of her clothes and shoes have been burnt and she is staying in an RV outside of her house, but it needs to be fitted with septic hook ups. She has no dishes, pots and pans, utensils. The entire kitchen went up in flames. She is by herself since my Daddy died, and she is too proud to ask for help. So I am trying my hardest to help her. Please help me do that if you can. We appreciate every little bit!
You can help by sharing and donating here. ❤️
With loads of love and respect,
Shilo❤️