Reflections of a Misfit.

Mar 12, 2007 23:25

I am taking this time to wander off. There are so many things going on at once I can honestly say that I do not know what will happen to my personal outlook from day to day. I believe that this has become obvious to those who know me. Especially those who know me through this journal. I receive support, phone calls, emails, and life giving advice from many of you and I will acknowledge the role that many of you have played in my life as essential and above else a miracle for me.

Save a few choice constants in my life, there is a whirlwind of quickly changing variables that can dramatically alter my life's land scape. Take for example the child support case against me. This January I have been told that I will have a majority of my pay withdrawn, so it may go to Aven. I received word last week that my insurance premium has doubled and I will paying $200 for Aven's plan. I have been essentially pinned to a sort of poverty until I can get this matter resolved. In spreading the message through social air waves I have heard that I have support coming from the most and least likely of places. To begin my brothers assured me a place at the 5th year after having heard the new and it became clear I could no longer afford the price of the ticket. I have been living in with friends who granted me a place to live with them at a lower price so I can afford to live while going to school. My mother has contacted a lawyer who apparently has a reputation akin to a bulldog; she never offers this kind of help. And a certain family friend has contacted a judge friend of his to ask for his opinion and possibly action. I fax all the paper work I have tomorrow to them for their review.

With out my hopes being raised to any significant level, I will say I am kind of amazed. A judge? The validation of my situations by it's echo in my friends, loved ones, and family. Yeah I am a little happy. In fact I am happy this came to be. I know the importance of people all that much more now. It is a lesson that cannot be told. It is a center piece in my life experiences.

I am not sure what I am made of. I am not sure if I am made of anything more than what I see from the actions of others. I only know that I am partially made of a belief that stems from moments like these. It keeps me here. It keeps me strong.

HiL out
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