Everyday I have to take care of my priorities, before I take care of myself. I am a mother of three boys, I have cars and bills that need to be paid on time. I am someone who has to do it, even if I don’t want to do it.
For example, staying at a job that I don’t want to do anymore, but I have no choice. There is no one that can pick up the weight to relieve me. I’m ok with that, but what I’m not ok with; is doing it for the rest of my life. I refuse to live from pay check to pay check and not have a home. I refuse to sit here and settle for less and be stuck at a job that will never satisfy me. I refuse to let this world dictate my situation just because I had my first son at eighteen years old. I refuse to quit! I refuse to say it’s ok that other people can become successful, but I can’t!
No, I can! I will work it out to where I can switch to a job that will allow me to work towards my future. I will get a home for my boys by the time I’m 30 because they deserve it. My husband and I will travel the world when we get older and not have to worry about money. I refuse to believe any less! I refuse to let situations in life take my joy and my progress away from me! I refuse to let the things that people say stop me from moving forward, because one day I will be giving them part of that dream come true! They will have nothing left to say at that moment, but I refuse to boast! I will continue to stay humble and trust in God! I refuse to die and leave no legacy behind for the ones I love!
Watch me make this happen, because I refuse not to!
I started to think about how one day life will be so great. It will be where we’ll never have to worry about having enough. I know that everybody sees life in a different way, but I tend to wonder what I can take from it as things change. I paid off my first car ever! I remembered when I got that car I had no credit and barely any money. I was riding in a clunker and kept having to put money to fix it. During this time; my two older sons were only 1 and 2. I worked an hour away from where I lived and things just kept getting worse. I was frustrated and about ready to break down.
I decided to keep my faith through it all. I went to several dealerships just to dream that maybe one day I could have a reliable car. I ended up at a dealership and got lucky enough that the sales men was genuinely interested in helping me; rather than trying to make a dollar. There were so many other cars that cost more, that he could of pushed me into; but he listened to my story. He decided that he would do anything possible with what I did have to make a way for what I didn’t. This was a high end dealership and I thought to myself “there’s no way I am going to qualify.” By the blessing of God he made it possible with only $500 and no credit. They accepted my clunker and I was able to drive away with a way to transport my children and myself with no worries.
That was 5 years ago today and several car payments later I am a proud owner of a 2009 Chevy Cobalt. I know silly right. The way I’m so excited over such a simple car. A car that is so insignificant at this time in our high expense world; but means everything to me. It is a reminder to me that working hard for the little things are so rewarding; but going through it this way will keep me humble because I know what it was like to struggle for the small things.
The point of my story is to always stay humble with the little things, because when the day comes that your blessed with the greater things you will learn to appreciate them.
Try to understand we are people everyday no matter our skin color…
We hustle hard and try making a living each day. Just because you have more money than me doesn’t make you better. Just because you don’t have two nickels to rub together doesn’t make you a loser. Just because you were raised in the church doesn’t make you a saint. Just because you were raised in the hood doesn’t mean you didn’t graduate.
Try to understand I have a life to live too…
The life of someone you don’t know always has a story behind it. The life of someone you do know might have a tragic scene aside it. The life of someone you don’t know could have death or happy endings. The life of someone you do know could have forgiveness while it’s mending.
Try to understand what I’m saying is my own perception…
I was told to act this way and that; and to learn to not blow it. I was only taught what my mother or father were given and show it. I’ll continue to make my decisions as the person I am. My past is not my present I will take a stand.
Try to understand…