He Watches Me
“Sweetheart, can you grab that last box off the U-Haul and take it to the kitchen for me?” I was the sweetheart she was talking about. Sixteen-year-old Keinali Lynn Jackson. I was an only child, but at times wished I had siblings to interact with. I have jet black hair that flows like a pony’s tail down to the base of my narrow shoulders. I consider myself a petite, bi-racial teenager that embodies characteristics from each of my parents. I also happen to be a little on the short side measuring at 5’4”. As I went back out to the truck to retrieve the box mommy asked me for, I happened to catch a glimpse of a body-shaped figure through the side mirrors.
A Single Mom’s Adventure’s
A mom’s dream is to always be able to give her kids everything they need, as well as everything they want. Sometimes, being a single parent presents the challenge of being financially unstable. In my case, I basically lived from paycheck to paycheck. At times, I could barely pay rent or keep food on the table. I struggled with the upkeep of my car, which included paying the cost of monthly car insurance, gas, and maintenance. All of this was part of the budget I had to live by. Nothing more and nothing less.
A Single Mom’s Adventures
The idea of sharing life with someone can be an amazing feeling. When I first met my husband, it was simple. Learning and exploring one another's differences, as well as their likes, made us grow into love with one another. The idea of dating, sharing quiet times, comparing and sharing dreams we have for the future was such a good feeling. We thought we had everything figured out. We had the same beliefs and we even went to the same church. We tried to hold each other accountable with some of our little annoying habits like smoking cigarettes and using inappropriate language. He even accepted my two children that I already had from previous relationships.