Last year as some of you know, my son had to leave again to get professional help. This caused me to be homeless due to losing his income. I should explain I couldn't work outside of the home because of his issues, so was dependant on his SSI and child support. After months of living in a shelter, motels, the KOA campground for 2 weeks in winter, things have turned around for the better!
I tried to work again recently and mentally just could not handle it. My own mental problems are preventing me from dealing on a day to day basis with the general public. Yesterday, I made the decision to plunge in and concentrate on being a professional freelance writer full time. I love writing, I am good at it, and I have the confidence and know-how to make a living at it. I have begun this journey by starting a series of articles about people with mental illness and what they face. I interview people and write about them on a personal level. I have been writing through www.elance.com since last June, but recently began expanding my horizons.
I am now a writer with Yahoo! Contributor Network and Skyword. I am anxiously awaiting work through Skyword that fits my skillset that I can apply for. I have submitted quite a few articles to YCN already and am just awaiting publishing.
My son is doing much better and is home now. He has matured quite a bit in the past 6 months. We still have some crazy days, but things are so much smoother now. He is doing quite well in school even though he has missed quite a few days. So many kids getting sick this year.
Another reason he missed two weeks of school is because I recently lost both of my Grandmothers. I lost my Grandmother Nona in December which necessitated a trip home for the funeral. My Grandma Betty past away in Feburary which necessitated a return trip. Too much in to short of time. Still reeling from these losses.
All in all, this year has had it's share of up's and down's. However, I am in a place mentally and physically that I am better able to handle the pits that life tosses at me to find the cherries hidden behind them. I see only great things to come.
