I am proud to say this 38 year old woman is the proud new mom of an 18 year old girl from Texas. I went online looking for a baby to adopt and saw "Sam" and read about her. Next thing I know I called an agency in the town of Phoenix. They referred me to a state agency. I gave them what I copied from the computer. I went to Texas that week to meet with her and her social worker. My family is happy to have her in our lives. She lives with me. She is a senior in our high school here at our church. She wants to continue living with us after graduating. I said yes she could. We are getting to know each other quite well. She said she hopes to adopt when she is old enough. I told her to wait til marriage to adopt, as she is easy for me to take care of since I have had foster children to raise giving me experience in child rearing. She has no experience. I know she loves the idea of me and she being mom and daughter. I just think she is putting the cart ahead of the horse so to speak. I love all children dearly. She knows I have maternal love for her too. We live in Mesa now. She cant wait til next year when we move back to home state of TX. I told the section 8 people about her living with me and being in school. They say it is fine. NO rent increase which is good.

You want to know how it is that I reside in a one bedroom apt. raising so to speak an adult teen. We made a platform bedroom for her. I followed instructions from an article in Tightwad.com's Dollar Stretcher with small space article. We don't live in a studio, but I still used the idea. The apt. has a high ceiling as we live on the top floor. She has a ceiling light, lamp, mattress, and dresser all up there with her desk being the family desk I got from MN. I use it too, but I use it in the middle of the night while I sit in the dark typing my book of poems and novels. It is when my inspiration comes the easiest to me. Well it is Saturday and she wants to go out to shop, so I must go as I have the car. Bye for now. Mother Tanya

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This year I can get a Thanksgiving basket. I am going to pass it up. My family has decided to be decent to me. We are going to a buffet restaurant in town a couple days before Thanksgiving. I am not cooking nor is my mom. This year I have something to be grateful for in the respect of getting rid of a noose around my neck in the form of my trailer. I sold it to a nice family. They are fixing a remodeling it, so I am happy. I also get to see a Thanksgiving play at my sisters house in the form of my nephews and nieces are putting it on for the family. It is going to be a cute costume one. I can hardly wait. My diet may be out the window, but on the bright side my dad can't make a scene in public on a holiday gathering with my grandma, sisters and their families, brother and girlfriend, and my parents and me, or can he? Let's hope not. I hope for a great holiday with no depression episodes from me. I don't want to spend Christmas in the hospital again. I did that one year, and it was sad too, but it was happy because I wasn't around my father for the holiday. I am very easily upset. Too sensitive you could say. This comes from years of emotional abuse by my father. I wish for a happy holiday that holds wonder and surprise and love. I know I deserve it this holiday season. Well anyhow Happy Thanksgiving from me to all who read this blog.

Tanya

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