We Solved Our Not-Knowing Where We are Going to Live Problem

I think the scariest thing of the past month is that we had no idea where we were going to live when our lease came up. I like to believe that I dealt with the situation with poise and grace, but I’m pretty sure that LD would tell you otherwise. Not knowing where you will be living in a month, but it did allow me to learn several things about myself.

First of all, it was more important to me to keep the family together than to find a place to live without Tasha. It is a lot easier to find a rental place when you don’t have a dog. It can also be a lot cheaper. However, Tasha is family. She has really come so far that to give her up would not only leave a hole in my heart, but could also deny her all the progress she has made. With abandonment, she would likely go back to the dog she was before: unbalanced, scared of people, and anxious up the wazoo. I would do anything to protect the little dog that taught me so much about myself and looks to me with big eyes asking me for help in new situations.

Second of all, I have a wonderful family, but I am not very keen on taking help from them. I think we have had at least 4 family members offer us their basements to live in while we were to figure out where we were moving to. I love having family I can count on and are willing to help us out if we really need it, but at the same time, I didn’t like the idea that people were coming up to me and offering to help me out. It’s weird. I know. I am one who has always stood on my own two feet. To me, accepting help was like accepting defeat. To me, it was accepting that I couldn’t do it on my own; I couldn’t protect my family. However, LD and I were able to pull it together and find a place to live at least for a little while. Where? Well, I guess you will have to find out tomorrow.


About Danielle Beranek

Life can get away from you when being young, married, and still fairly fresh out of college. Taking on a pet, student loans, going back to school, and soon a new house is enough to leave ones head spinning. For me, life is crazy, but only on the outside.
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