Not every welfare recipient is created equally. Nor do we all have the same agenda. I can only speak for myself and what I have contributed to the "stereotype" of welfare moguls across America. At the risk of incriminating myself by letting the cat out the back, I can only say by experience, that yes, drug testing would be in Americas best interest when receiving food stamps or any other help from the government. Other than the uniqueness of illness, physical, mental or otherwise debilitating conditions and single mothers/fathers, that would render the need for assistance, the other half of recipients are addicts of one form or another, then the answer to drug testing is a big fat YES!
Let's just say, food stamps are as good as cash when it comes to drug addicts and dealers. It may not be the same exchange rate but it's still valuable nonetheless.
I had my use for assistance when I needed it the most and without it, I would have literally been lost. I used my resources available to women with children to the highest degree. I am not ashamed of it, for I did work and reported my income as was required. For day care, food stamps, section 8 and medicaid for my kids and myself when I gave birth to my kids. Having an absent father for my kids was at best, the only thing I could do to survive was to be on welfare. Lucky for me, I was raised with higher expectations for myself and finding myself on welfare wasn't the end result to my lifestyle. I vowed I would only use welfare for as long as I needed it. When I started a new life in 2000, I set a goal of five years to get my life in order and off welfare completely. At the epitome of my welfare years, I had acquired all the resources of a recipient to not give myself a hand out, but a help up to where I needed to be. Self sufficient and reliant on my own abilities as a functioning working class citizen.
I worked full time as a hairstylist and at the same time put myself through Massage school. I knew having another trade under my belt would help bring more income to my household. At the age of 37, I relentlessly gave it my all. Being a single parent was hard but again, without the use of my resources I would not have made it and for that I am grateful. I had a beautiful three bedroom house which I paid partial rent for because of section 8, food stamps to fill the tummies of my kids along with their classmates that every now and again came and raided the refrigerator before I got home from work. It was all good. No child should be without food and I was happy to feed what I had for as many mouths it could fill.
Tho' I had a job, it was treated as only a means to pay off all my debt incurred from my marriage that ten years had built up. From evictions, to medical bills, credit cards and just bad debt. I was being garnished big time. My ex husband was not employed and the bills were mostly in my name anyways, so they never caught up to him. A mistake soon recognized and I wont do that again. Needless to say, after it was all said and done, I was happy to be debt free. When I was finished with school and working for myself as a (CMT) massage therapist and hairstylist, I found myself to be in a position where I can now fend for myself. I wrote a letter to the Health and Welfare to thank them for all the years they helped me. I was now on the other side of the fence and in the bracket of making enough money not to qualify for assistance. Therefore, I took myself off of Welfare and proudly, I might add, on the 5th year of the goal I had set for myself to be completely off assistance.
The need for Welfare in this country is not by any means a hand out, but by all rights, should be to help people get their feet on the ground. Respectively, people should be on it long enough to do so, not to live off it for the rest of their lives. Consequently, regulating it, is another story. Welfare Reform? I'd write one up if someone would actually read it...then again, timing is everything, maybe someday I will.
Twelve years ago, year 2000, I left Seattle to embark on a new life in Boise for myself and my three kids. It was a big step, but I was driven purely by faith that what God had told me to do was what was my destiny. It was my time and more so, on His time for it was He who came to me and said that I must change my ways and to follow Him to greatness and move hearts in His name. Fast forward twelve years, He was right, but with no doubts on my part. He has been with me everyday since and He has blessed my every move, every desire, every passion that my heart yearned for. I cannot, in one post tell you what He has blessed me all with. It would take a book, which I am in the process of writing my sequel to my first book, "LIFE DERAILED". You see, I was a drug addict for fifteen years, strung out on crack cocaine on the streets of Seattle, turned Drug dealer as a single mother of three. And now, now I am a business owner of a Men's Hair Salon and a Coffee shop in Boise and was one of the recipients of an award from the Idaho Business Review for "Women of the Year." I could not have been all that I am today, tho' the potential I knew also resided in me, I just needed the help that my Lord opened my eyes to. By obeying HIM, I found my life had turned a three hundred sixty degree. Timing is everything and timing is all on His watch, not mine, for HE too, has written my book, all I have to do is faithfully turn the page, one day at a time. I know now that life without Him in my life would result to a life unfulfilled. When the time is right, and it will be, I will complete my next book to share with everyone what you too can accomplish by having Him as your co-pilot in Life, Love and Happiness.
Last night's Monday Night Football was the epitome of "bad timing" and awarded "The Worst Officiated Game" in the history of Football! The confusion at first was whether or not the Refs were actually favoring one team over the other, but in actuality, they were just stupid! Neither Packers or the Seahawks, deserved to win or lose! It was a joke and there is no taking it back. The redemption of the loss of Seahawks Superbowl game against the Steelers has long been buried, yet we have talked about it all these years. It has now been replaced by this game that will haunt us forever! What have they done to the NFL! I am wondering how the Refs on strike are actually benefiting from this? Was this planned? Was this their hope for a speedy resolution? I will say it will be sooner than later when they all come to an agreement. Perhaps, by next MNF?
"Remember how we were best friends? Yea, I miss that".... A post I read from my daughter's page this morning. Even at her age she is experiencing how time changes who you hang out with. How we all grow apart and circumstances beyond our control prevents us from "hanging" out as much. And it wont stop at that age, in fact, it continues well into our adult life if not more. As we get older, our tastes changes too. Developing our own identity at a young age may not include those whom molded us from the get go. The ones that praised you, ones that bullied you, ones that cried and laughed with you and most of all, the ones that touched our hearts the most. Those are the ones that accepted you for who you were, complimented you to make you feel good about yourself, all the right things a best friend would do, until they changed (or vice versa) and then you weren't good enough to hang out with or boredom set in and no longer had anything in common. It's a tough thing to learn. The pain doesn't leave so readily when you are abandoned and the wondering of whether or not you had done something wrong is even worse. When all it was, is, it was time to explore and gather new friends. You got all that you could get from that relationship and then we move on. You will never forget those school aged friends. I never did. I still think about them now and again. And tho' I wished I could have done things differently with my old friends, I made sure with my new friends, I wouldn't make the same mistakes again. So in hindsight, it's all a learning tool and a part of life. My daughter? She will survive, she's strong and her heart is big enough to fit many friends.
Never erase, delete or throw away what you have written. It was good enough to be written, it will be good enough to use, because you felt it in your heart. Maybe not now, but maybe when the time is right. If you are a writer, things come and go into our heads so quickly, so randomly and so freely that the same moment may never exist again in the same way you first wrote it. Cherish your thoughts, their your own, it's even more valuable after you share it with others. Writing, it just gave new meaning to "living with no regrets."
Everything happens for a reason, we have all heard that before. Aside from that, "timing is everything".
The reasons things happen when it does is because it was the right time for it to happen. But what about those things when we know it's inevitable that it will happen but are not prepared for it? It will never be the right time emotionally, physically or spiritually. Like that first kiss or that final exam, moving out our parents house, getting married, the birth of a child, experiencing the loss of a loved one, divorce, financial difficulties. The list is endless. But one thing is constant, the timing is always and will be the right time. Why? Follow this blog and discover why, timing is everything.
"According to My Time" is based on the fact that yours, mine and everyone else's time on earth has it's limits, limitations and it's worth.
