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Nothing felt better then knowing I made it threw hell and high water just to get the little bit of something we had. Moving place to place caused us to lose more then we gained but at this point I felt unimaginably grateful. As I put the kitchen utensils and food away the ringing of the doorbell shuck me out of my low key trip towards memory lane. Not having an idea of who could possibly be coming to my home, seeing as Nevaeh and my family where all still living in Illinois. I shyly in a mild pitch tone ask who it was and proceeded to look out the window of my front door. Oh wow it slipped my mind that Amy, one of the volunteers from the shelter Nevaeh and I stayed in before moving into our own home. She was bringing by a few things that truly helped, and to this day I will forever appreciate it. As I open the door Amy with a huge smile steeped across thresh hold of me entrance way. We embraced with a friendly hug and escort one another in to the living room. Oh huh I am so very proud of you Amy say's, as she starts to free hands and placed some of the belongings she brought with on the carpeted floor. Instantly my heart dropped when I realized she had brought my daughter and I brand new bedding, and her taste definitely .


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