Sometimes I walk around this place and think to myself: how the fuck is this even my house??? How is this my husband? And these kids…wow they’re amazing!! How did I get so fucking lucky? I remember being poor, abused, and living in a shit hole. Some of our rooms didn’t have proper walls! There were fucking bullet holes! These are the moments I realize how far I’ve come. All that hard work…it mattered. I actually made it.

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