One last mission

[Daphne]

Feel like I was spared my last ctb attempt because God wants me to finish a task.
Found out in January I have a half brother. My dad had a girlfriend overseas when he was in the US Navy, before he met my mom. Said her family were strict catholics and wouldn't allow her to marry him because he was Lutheran, even though he got her pregnant. Dad died young so we didn't know much about this other sibling
I later found letters and pictures of this young woman in my grandparent's attic. It was clear he was in love with her. I took the momentos to my brother's house for safe keeping. My brother died a few years ago.

Ancestry contacted me about a sibling match. I was pretty shocked as I thought this half-brother lived on the other side of the planet. No, he was raised in the U.S. after his mother married an American sailor (this one was Catholic) and moved here. He had no idea the person he thought was his father was actually not. We talked a lot and exchanged pics. He looks like my dad. So he asks his mom who his dad is. She freaks out and says Ancestry makes stuff up. She refuses to acknowledge his parentage. It's caused a deep rift in their relationship.

So now I want to drive to my brother's old house, that now belongs to my nephew and dig up those photos and letters. My nephew is lazy and doesn't care. But I do. I feel pressured by my father's spirit to send that stuff to my half brother. I sense he was truly in love with her and would be proud to know his son, grandsons, and great grandson (Dad wanted all boys!)

So I will make the trip this month and honor this last request. After that, all bets are off.

 

[Daphne]

Much has happened since my top post last week. Figured I should do a follow-up.

I mentioned I became broke this month and couldn't pay rent or bills. Told my landlady I would be late...she was patient. So I called all the charities in my city that claim to help people pay rent. No luck. Was really put off by the church I am affiliated with, a large mega church with lots of funds that prides itself on "helping the needy". Not only was I turned away, they treated me like I had some nerve asking for help. No wonder people are put off by religion! I really thought this one would practice what they preached, so I was disappointed.

My best friend called and I let slip my financial situation. Did not ask for help. She and her husband insisted on zelling me funds to cover my cell & internet bill. Offered more, but I said I'm going to sell my jewelry.

This friend and her husband are one in a million. They are generous, they are kind, and if you are in their circle, they make it their business to get you back on your feet. So now they are insisting I move in with them until I get my life back together. Since my other alternative is living on the street with no resources, guess what my decision is. They live in another state and are even going to move me and my things there. Sounds too good to be true, but I know what I'm getting into. We were roommates before several years ago and got on fine.

So I broke the news to my landlady and she's been gracious about it. Because my move-in deposit included first and last month's rent, I'm off the hook. Still, I have several other expenses and am trying to sell my things to pay them.

Life can change at the blink of an eye. Going to accept this turn of events and hope for the best. I can still check out anytime. I feel I've been thrown a divine lifejacket and should give it a chance.

 

[TBONTB]

Much has happened since my top post last week. Figured I should do a follow-up.

I mentioned I became broke this month and couldn't pay rent or bills. Told my landlady I would be late...she was patient. So I called all the charities in my city that claim to help people pay rent. No luck. Was really put off by the church I am affiliated with, a large mega church with lots of funds that prides itself on "helping the needy". Not only was I turned away, they treated me like I had some nerve asking for help. No wonder people are put off by religion! I really thought this one would practice what they preached, so I was disappointed.

My best friend called and I let slip my financial situation. Did not ask for help. She and her husband insisted on zelling me funds to cover my cell & internet bill. Offered more, but I said I'm going to sell my jewelry.

This friend and her husband are one in a million. They are generous, they are kind, and if you are in their circle, they make it their business to get you back on your feet. So now they are insisting I move in with them until I get my life back together. Since my other alternative is living on the street with no resources, guess what my decision is. They live in another state and are even going to move me and my things there. Sounds too good to be true, but I know what I'm getting into. We were roommates before several years ago and got on fine.

So I broke the news to my landlady and she's been gracious about it. Because my move-in deposit included first and last month's rent, I'm off the hook. Still, I have several other expenses and am trying to sell my things to pay them.

Life can change at the blink of an eye. Going to accept this turn of events and hope for the best. I can still check out anytime. I feel I've been thrown a divine lifejacket and should give it a chance.

That's a generous friend. I'm glad you've lived together before and i hope this will give you a great start on building something new! How far will you be moving?

 

[Daphne]

About 800 miles southeast in a state I don't like with humid subtropical weather. But better to have a roof over my head and social supports than live out in the elements elsewhere.

Where I live now is a vortex of negative energy. Moved here 5 years ago, sight unseen for a job that fell through. I kept hoping my luck would change as I did like the location, landscape and winters. What family I had at the time were a short roadtrip away. Found a decent flat to rent in a beautiful area. Kept striking out though trying to find work. The jobmarket is tight here and employers dishonest. Really should have left after the third job I accepted fell through. But then I broke down after losing most of my family within two years. The last loss was especially brutal and for the first time in my life I turned to substances to cope. Became an addict and my downward spiral accelerated. Attempts to get help from public rehab and psych clinics were thwarted. I've been treated like a pariah by "the system" pretty much the moment I moved here. Did I mention how unfriendly the people are? Made not one friend despite joining groups and attending church. That's right, even church people have snubbed me. I'm living in a neverending Twilight Zone episode, that's how surreal these last five years have been.

Naturally I have concerns about my heavy baggage and bad mojo following me to the next place. My friends are aware of what I've been through. I don't want the storm cloud above me raining on them. They're pretty strong people though and hopefully their good vibes will rub off on me instead.