It's not intentional mind you. Far from it. There are days when I wonder if seven is simply the number at which momentous change is meant to occur for me.
My 7th Birthday was memorable because my mother brought a Cinderella cake to school for my birthday, and that was the year we went to see The Wiz.
I turned 14 during my freshman year in High School.
I turned 21 shortly after my son was born.
By the age of 28, I was deeply mired in the Housing Issues that would plague me for the next 20+ years,
And here I am again, doing the one thing I swore that I would NEVER do again. Unfortunately, I am also at my wit's end attempting to keep my daughter and I afloat while we wait for our housing situation to shake out. Again.
Here is the ubiquitous GoFundMe link: https://gofund.me/03e35986
I appreciate any and all assistance, as well as anyone that would like to share.