If there is one sure thing in life it is that it is always in a state of constant change. My life was going along fine. I have a good man in my life, a comfortable home, a good job and enough money to pay most of my bills in a timely manner. Life is going good until May 2010. I lost my job that I had had for over 6 years and the reasons they cited for firing were so bogus that I considered taking them to court because I honestly felt and still do feel that I was fired because I am too fat. That is a whole other story and one that I am not going to go into on this blog but may touch on it time and again. This blog is about what happens after that.


I received two weeks severence pay and 2 weeks vacation pay, plus I had a small amount of money in my 401k that I decided to cash out to pay up some bills ahead of time so that if it took me a while to find a job, at least I would not have to worry about rent, phone, electric, and gas. For the first time in my life I had a bit of money in the bank and it felt very nice.

The end of June I received a phone call that my 26 year old niece was killed in a car accident. She had been living in another state and had her 4 month old baby with her. Thankfully she was killed instantly and did not suffer but she left her 3 year old daughter-who was living with her paternal grandmother and of course her 4 month old daughter who was in the accident with her. Praise be to all that is holy that her baby was strapped into her carseat appropriately and suffered no injury.

If this had been before I lost my job, we would not have had the money to go get the baby and take care of arrangements for my niece. As I stated before, I could pay my bills but neither I or her parents had any extra money and certainly not enough to make this trip and pay for all that needed to be done. I started to understand why things had happened the way they had. My sister, her husband and I loaded up my car and headed west to take care of all the things that needed to be done. We made an instant decision that the four of us (including my boyfriend) would raise this baby together so on the trip out there we occupied our minds with making plans to raise Lanie. My boyfriend rounded the troops up back here at home and procured most of the baby items we would need and so much other stuff would come from my sister and her husbands places of employment.

We took care of all the arrangements out west and them loaded up the car and came home. By the way, the first time through the mountains in Colorado was exciting and exhilerating but the second time, not so much. We were tired of mountains, tired of stting in the car and just wanted to get home. Six days after we started our journey we were back home and were astonished at all that had been delivered to our homes for the baby. Never in my life have I seen such an outpouring of love and kindness. We did not have to buy a thing for the baby-not even diapers or wipes. It was absolutely amazing.

Please check back tomorrow to see more of our story.