After moving from Lancaster back home to the "big city" another cousin and I became roomates. We lived in Hawthorne, California in 1997. We shared a 2-bedroom, 2 bath apartment until I convinced her to move with me to Lawndale later that year.
We moved into a two-story townhouse that my GODsister rented to us. My cousin was right. We were fine living Hawthorne.
I found out that I was pregnant with my eldest daughter while living in Lawndale. My daughter came home from the hospital to her grandmother's house, which is where I lived during the last trimester of my pregnacy. It felt like we were going to be there forever...
An opportunity to regain my indepence came along. My friend's aunt had an extra bedroom and needed someone to be there in the home nightly. Her place wasn't too far from my mother's home and I was more than glad to accept the offer. We lived there for almost 1-year.
I finally got my own place as a mother. It was a 2-bedroom, 1 bath lower unit duplex in beautiful Altadena, California, just below the mountains. I loved "it" there, but between school and work, we were hardly home together to enjoy our peaceful abode.
In 2005, I found out that I was pregnant with my second child. I moved back home with my mother in Los Angeles to regroup for a short while. By my second trimester of this pregnancy my daughter and I had moved in with my bestfriend and her family in Inglewood. THANK GOD!!! Nearing my third trimester, I was approved to move into a 1 1/2 bedroom apartment in Downtown, Los Angeles, where my youngest daughter came home from the hospital to. It was a 1 1/2 bedroom apartment. The layout was weird. Laughing to myself...
We had a 6-month lease for the apartment downtown. When it ended all 3 of us moved back home with my mother again to regroup for a short while. THANK GOD!!! We only lived there for about 2-months when I got an approval to move into a 2-bedroom, 1 bath 4-plex near the Slauson Swapmeet in Los Angeles.
I made a desparate move into that place. The first time I saw the inside of the apartment was when I brought the landlord the move-in money. Shame on me for "that" one! I will admit, that I really moved too fast making "that" decision.
After nearly 8-months living there... I reached my limit. I accepted an offer to move-in with my playbrother. He was so kind to allow us to invade his space for 6-months. From there we moved in with my bff and her family again for just a few weeks until I was approved to move into a single with my daughters in Midtown, L.A. I remember the exact date that we moved there: Nov. 5, 2007.
On Feb. 1st 2011 we got the keys to where we live now!!! THANK GOD!!! YES.
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