Moving On

Man, I hate having this experience yet again moving into another place. I'm blessed yes in deed. My landlord had another place for me to rent. That's what I hate me never buying a house. Which is way I keep finding myself in this very frustrating place all over again. I'm so blessed not having to go look for a place and having this place not far from the place I'm living in now. It's a cute place so much smaller than what I have now. I'm grateful that it's a flat and not an apartment because I'm still not ready to live in an apartment building with lots of people around. 

It's great that God knows our desires He knew I didn't want that. Yet, I find myself upset that I have to move again. I kick myself all the time that all my life I've had a job but yet I never saved enough money to buy a house for myself. This is so heartbreaking for me that I didn't value myself enough to not make away for me to own my own house.  I have to laugh at myself because I pride myself on being a little more educated then my parents but yet my mother own her own home she even died in her house. Look at me worked all my life working everyday and no house to show my work. That's so heartbreaking. 

I can't really blame anyone but myself for this. I put myself in this situation so I don't have anyone to blame for being in this predicament that I find myself in at this place in my life. It doesn't say much about me, right? I can't turn back the hands of time and make things better or do things differently. I'm here and all I can say is don't be like me. I can't find any other way to express how bad I feel about being in this space in my life. 

Home owner ship is a beautiful thing and I truly missed the boat in not making that happen for me. I can only hope that my granddaughter do much better than I.