Poverty at Six Figures

I have made many financial mistakes. I came from a unique financial makeup, split family in which my mother and father always worked very hard, but separately two households,  part single income mother, part we had “what we needed”, part police officer dad,  part we worked for rich farmers and had amazing opportunities, part we had incredibly generous grandparents, very much dysfunctional, money was not exactly spoken about, taught by example to cyclically get in and out of debt because someone will bail you out until there is no one left to bail you out, until one day the term “over your head” became a reality. The idea that a dual military couple making well over six figures that could “make the payments” were in such a financial crisis mode was such a foreign concept to me, until it wasn’t. Until it was me. 

We are not out of debt yet. We aren’t even close but we are getting closer. 

For transparency sake, though, I stopped focusing on getting out of debt for a while. When I did, I also stopping pursuing my business with the passion I needed to make the money I need to get out of debt. 

And that disgusts me!

It makes me nauseous because I made a promise to myself that my girls would not have to make some of the decisions that I made quietly and alone. Decisions I may have never told anyone before. Well, not everyone at least.

It is my intent that:

My kids will never know what it feels like to not apply to a college simply because the application fee was more money than they can afford. 

That my daughter  will not choose to get married at the JP because a planned wedding at a proper venue with band with open bar costs more money than the $287 remaining limit on her almost maxed out credit card.

That my baby girl will not have to choose between borrowing money from her roommate or missing her father’s last days on earth. (Forever indebted in love to Pina) 

That any time any place any thing my girls, future grand babies, nieces, nephews or Godsons need, I can say yes to with cash not needed for anything else

—-more to write 

Publishing because people need to “see me naked”