Regaining a sense of stability

Two years ago, I decided to pack up my 2 bedroom apartment. I gave everything I owned away and relocated to Georgia to live in an RV on a homestead. I was in search for a new lifestyle. I wanted to learn how to grow my own food. I wanted to raise and tend to animals, I wanted to homeschool my child. I wanted to learn skills that would eventually lead me to being self sufficient.

Giving up my apartment was the hardest thing for me to do. For 3 years we made that place our home. our VERY OWN home. but I felt like I was ready for something different.

What I did not know was the move would ultimately put me back at square one. While we did end up where I thought was best, The huge risk and sacrifice proved not to be worth it in the end. For the past two years I have been attempting to get our lives back on track, back to some sort of stability. I'am back to working in the schools while my son is an exceptional and thriving child, yet we are still mourning the loss of our home and I feel regret for even taking the risk (although that is what life is about right?) we are longing for our own space. a place where we have control of the energy, a place to create, a place to host, a place to grow.

I have learned countless lessons during this time. I have learned to never give up my peace of stability for something uncertian. I have learned to be patient and to think things thru. I have learned to be adaptable, resourceful, and resilent. It was a risky decision that I am still learning to forgive myself for making.

Right here, right now, today. I'am striving to raise the funds to assist us in getting back into our home (apartment)

ALL monies raised will go towards

After moving in, I will be able to sustain our home and begin again building and creating in my own space. just my child and I.

I' am beyond grateful for any and every donation and support given and I pray to the most high that whatever you donate will return to you tenfold.

Love, Ing