Well I've been working to make some money to pay my bills and get on my feet again. Last time I worked a plant it was cold, and I stood in the same spot every day thank goodness my job is a little different this go around I think I will be able to hold this job for a while. Need to make sure I keep it. Need to make sure I do good at it and clean every part and spray them off at least it's not cold and I'm not standing in the same spot I'm moving around. So right before Christmas I got hired on still recovering from a skitzo voices and mental depression due to the stress on my body from my dad dieing and getting out of prison... I'm still in recovery from full blown skitzopgrenia and grief. It will be for a while but the job is all I could hope for for Christmas and new years.. I stand and wash plant machines it's not bad because I'm not standing in one spot for the entire shift. I'm not a dead beat parent I have to do what I can I've actually sat and read books 3 or four times with my son. Now that I'm out of prison I'm also dealing with that it's nice my freedom doesn't need to be threatened or taken again. Now with my dad dead my freedom means everything to me it's replacing my dad in my life and important things. So really I come first my son stays with his grandparents right now and his daddy's wife. His daddy went back to jail. I didn't get out of jail until 2018 my son he was 3 he is about to turn four and reading with him is good for me to. I am thankful for my job and for the rides I get back and fourth to work from my stepdad and mother I've got two weeks to buy a car. I should be able to afford one and I've got to start paying rent half of every paycheck for 24 checks. Two years of payments. I've got plenty bills, I've got bills out the ass and I did I needed the job that I got for Christmas. I'm thankful for my job , for having a job , and for being able to work.

End of poem writing by jennifer Riggs
© Jennifer Nicole RIggs