The #blogbosswinterblogchallenge day 21 asks me about my worst day
Again so very many moments to choose from …life isn’t always a bowl of cherry’s, sometimes you just get the pips.
I think for me my worst day in my life ever would be the day I realised my life was not where I wanted it to be and I wasn’t coping.
I needed to make a choice that ripped my soul into a thousand pieces.
I had struggled for months to get maintenance, my salary didn’t cover my rent let alone food and raising 3 kids.
I had lost my job, was about to be evicted and realised the guy I was dating didn’t even know of my circumstances and was no actual support in my life so I dumped him.
My only way to look after my children was to allow them to go live with their father and a strange woman.
He did not want our one son to live with him so I found a church hostel, borrowed money for a few months stay for him and found myself alone, without my children and homeless.
It was the first time in 22 years that I was ever away from my children and I remember just sitting on the beach trying to take in my situation.
I thankfully had a wonderful friend who lent me a mattress on her floor a few weeks later to start building my life again but it was not easy.
But my worst day did not break me ….it tried me, it tested me, it hurt me and it made me more determined to rise back up.
And I truly do believe we can use any situation to learn from, to inspire and to grow.
