Friend came over on Saturday to help dig up the flowers at the old place that my Mom had given me 16 years ago. His wife and two new foster kids came with him. They sat on the steps to the place and watched as he and I dug up stuff. I guess they wanted to get out of the house and come to the bigger town.
Saturday was also the 20th anniversary of my car accident that messed up my back and has left some memory loss issues I still deal with. My best friend at the time was also killed in that wreck. I can’t believe it’s been 20 years.
It was also 16’s junior prom. I helped with her hair, and a friend came over to do her makeup. She looked great, and later said she had a great time.
We’ve still not heard back from the people who wanted the trailer. I sent the woman an email, so hopefully tomorrow we’ll find out something. I want this to happen so bad. I need that $140+ a month we’re paying for rent on that lot, and I want these people to be able to have it since they see the potential.
