Saturday, March 29, 2008

My Life Affected By Disability

Rule Change - Disaboom draftsSo here I was. Twenty-five, mother of two, newly divorced in a new location, a big city. I had little money, no job, no work clothes, no work experience except as a wife and mother, and a college degree -- almost. My parents said I could move in with them, but I did not think that would work out. I did not want to be dependent and I did not want to be a burden. It was time to start fresh.

I found a job as a bank teller. Not too much money, but the hours were good for the boys. They were accustomed to having me around all the time. I did not want them to be suddenly thrust into full-time day care. Being a bank teller meant I had regular hours, no overtime, and two early days each week. This would work for now.

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Diane J Standiford said...

Good story! So true, we can all start fresh at any point.

Vicki said...

Diane, You are always sweet and positive. I appreciate your comments -- and I like your conversations with your mother on your blog, too.

Starting fresh is sometimes necessary, scary, exciting, slow, but it can be done. Sometimes we forget that part.

When celebrities do it, they call it re-inventing.