DETERMINED ANGEL

It was around the first week in April 2010 when I decided to make a major change in my life. I was currently living in Powell, Wyoming.

It during the middle of my semester in college and I was involved in a wonderful relationship. Everything in my life seemed to be falling into place, that is until something tragic happened in my family. There was an agreement that was broken and it triggered something within me. A feeling of determination beyond explanation.

From that moment on I knew I had to get back home and quickly. With the support of my former boyfriend I began to make arrangements. There were many obstacles to overcome and somehow I did manage to tackle the impossible. I picked April 23rd as my moving date.

My main obstacle one was a financial one. Saving up to move was not an easy task and I only had 2 weeks. The pressure was on. The total cost of my move would be over $2500 not including my bills that I still needed to maintain. I saved change, cleaned houses and did bachelor parties. The bachelor parties were harmless and actually a lot of fun. Little did I know that some people would attempt to use that against me in the future. As far as I'm concerned, they only know what they think they know.

So for two weeks I was on the go day in and day out. Nothing was going to stop me from getting home. Sure enough, I saved enough money and down to the last few days. A feeling of gratification came over me as I paid for my moving truck and made the final arrangements.

Although the two weeks flew by, no one will ever really know what I had to go through. There were nights when my former BF would just console me as I cried to him on the phone for hours. There were days I wanted to just give up and not get out of bed. But I had to keep on, keeping on. I also had to suck up the $400 dollar rent for a two week stay on my friends couch.

The morning of April 23rd was an exciting yet stressful day for me. While arriving at the airport to pick up my former BF, I stopped at one of my favorite places to think. It was the RIMS in Billings Montana. This would be the last time I would come to this place alone. Now there were new adventures in store for me.

To make a long story short, I picked up my BF and we had the most wonderful night together before our grand voyage across several states the next morning. It was the longest 18 hours I have ever traveled. A few hours before reaching my destination, I remember this annoying tapping sound on the top of the truck. We never did figure out what it was even after we pulled over a few times on the side of the freeway. To be honest, I think it was my mother getting our attention and she did. She had passed away in 2006.

Sad to say, within a few weeks me and the love of my life had broke up. It was hard because I had just made a major move and was still feeling the after-affects of all the stress. I was devastated but had to focus. I admit that I stayed in bed for a few days crying my eyes out but then I was fine. I had no choice because there were many things I still had to get done.

Now in the present, I am currently working a few part-time jobs as a cocktail waitress and a writer. Nothing has been handed to me. I have worked and saved, saved and worked. As far as the 'tragic event' that persuaded me to come home, that is still being dealt with. It is a shame how some people can be but at the same time it makes me realize the better person that I am.

Believe me, I am not some superwoman. I'm just fortunate enough to have friends and family that support me and love me. This true story goes to show that any goal is attainable. With integrity, ambition and perseverance any dream is possible. I'm a witness to all of this.

I live each day to the fullest in spite of the negative issues that occur. I do not consider this blog as a feature reading for I am sure there are many more stories to come. It is until that time when I can consolidate them all and then present my masterpiece to those who are dying to know what is has really happened in my life.

To be continued for those who live in the woodwork and are waiting to come out.