It all started one morning when I awakened from an endless night of tears and fears. An endless night of questioning why so many troubles were coming my way. In one month I lost both my jobs and a few weeks into the new month the man I thought loved me sa passionately as I did ended it all in the most grotesque matter. So there I laid one night overwhelmed with all the troubles that were weighing on my shoulders just crying rivers of tears.
The next morning I woke up on my couch and sat in silence. I sat there having a conversation with God. I sat in complete silence with my hand on my heart trying to heal my own pain and speaking to the man upstairs. Of course I questioned why it was all happening to me but, I never expected a response. I simply wanted guidance.
A few hours later I picked up my phone and called my best friend, “Car, I’m moving to LA. Will you help me?” For years she has been trying to get me to go. For years she continuously told me that I needed to spread my wings and leave Atlanta but, I was too committed to the wrong individuals.
I gave myself thirty days to get out of my apartment, sell all my items and fit my entire life into a two door coupe.
Within the final weeks of my stay in Atlanta, I managed to sell EVERYTHING!! All others I donated for those in need. I packed my car to the max and waited until the following Monday in November to leave.
And so began my days on the road……