One cousin gave me the use of her basement as long as I needed it. Mom and I worked our butts off cleaning it and trying to make it homey. But it was still an older homes basement. Dark and all. So the next day mom and I decided that I needed to try to find a home to rent. 2 of the cousins whom I call my posse. Went out narrowing down the field for me. While my mother and I took care of going to SOS to see what help I could receive. And then we found a bank to put my savings in. Within hours my posse had 2 homes lined up for me to see. So my oldest watched the children and the 2 cousins and my mother went with me to tour these homes. The first one was beautiful. Brand new hard wood floors, 4 bedroom 2 baths. Brand new kitchen and real tiles in the kitchen and bath. It seemed expensive too me but that it might my mom encouraged me that I could afford it. Then we went to another home. Which was also 2 bath and 4 bedroom but it was darker and the bedrooms were smaller. I knew that the first house was our new home. So we went back to tour it one more time and I told the land lord that I would take it. From the time I left my old home to then was right at 24 hours. And I was amazed by my Loving God who helped me find a home so quickly. I signed the contract and paid him. I had the keys to the house immediately. ( I shouldn't expect anything less from my God) We rushed back to the cousins house and told the children to start packing. That we were moving home.
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