When the Road Ends

Hello, Readers! I hope all is well in your lives. Right now things in mine are...fine. I guess that's the only way I can describe. I mean I'm still alive, I have a home, I have food, I have a job and a special someone so, I'm pretty alright. It's just that I'm still desperate. Okay, honesty time...



Traveling to India is extremely cheap, especially in comparison to other countries like those in Western Europe. However, for a broke college kid, who saved as much as she could from her minimum wage pack checks, it can still be considered expensive. Even more so when she has to,essentially, finance her whole trip herself. This is the situation I was placed in. India was amazing. I had a great time, but when I returned to the US (with the exchange rate and high US prices) I realized what I tried to save from my trip was not enough to hold me afloat for long back here. Not enough at all.

I couldn't really go to my family. We aren't on the best of terms. My friends are basically all broke college kids as well so, couldn't go to them for help. However, they did provide a good ear for listening and a great shoulder for stress crying. My savings went really fast and despite all my applications it seemed like no one was hiring. I had reached the end of my road. There was nothing left. I had exhausted all of my resources and decided living in my car seemed like the only option (I couldn't keep staying somewhere for free). And then, well, I met a couple of angels. Unexpected angels, actually. Based on my past history with these people, I didn't expect them to come to my rescue and lend a hand, no strings attached. This showed me that there really are still good people in our world. What did these angels do for me exactly? Well...

One UA, a family member actually, surprised me with a seasonal job at a local warehouse.  Not only did it pay more than minimum wage (in the double digits), but they were offering a lot of hours. Now this UA and I still aren't on the best terms, but I am thankful that she put all that aside in my time of need.

UA #2, my boyfriend's mom (shocked!), gave me a hand. To give you a brief history of out relationship I'll say this. I thought she hated me for the longest time and she thought I was an ungrateful confused young girl. Recently, my tags expired and since my job was just starting I still didn't have the money to get new ones. I don't know if this applies for cops everywhere, but in my town they have to meet a quota. It's holiday season so they want that time off and the best way to get it with their numbers. Needless to say, if I drove around with the tags I was sure to get pulled over and have my car taken. I couldn't go to anyone else. I put my pride aside and asked my bf to ask her. Her answer? "Sure. How much does she need?" There was no rubbing in the face, mockery or anything like that. She saw I needed help and so, she helped. So, simple. Human kindness and understanding. Suddenly, my road was looking much brighter. It was paved. Perhaps, not with the best material, but at least now I had a way to move forward. And I'll fix the cracks, kinks and bumps as I go along.

Yes, I am still desperate. The bills are piling up and the money isn't coming in fast enough, but now that I have given it some real thought. Things aren't so bad at all. Nope, not at all. Until next time!

Your Turn: I want to hear from you guys! Have you ever been in a situation like mine? What did you do? Did you have any support or were your flying solo? How did you stay positive? Let me know! :)