Landlord rented the house I’m in.. (he’s been great… stopped by with his wife a couple of times to see how we’re doing, how we’re holding up.)
No place to go.
No way to get there.
Workman’s comp? Denied.
Hubby’s Employer? Not even a sympathy card.
Tropical Depression inbound..
I have a car and a moving truck to get home but I’m short one driver.
Looks like I’m loading the truck my damn self
I’m screwed… I’m overwhelmed and stressed out. All I want to do is crawl into my bed and say EFF it and EFF all ya’ll. (not you internet people, ya’ll are aweome… it’s the real world that sucks.)
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Kawanee was born in Alexandria Louisiana but her first real memories are of Russellville Arkansas. She's always loved to read, and has always had an vivid imagination. She grew up in a house where almost everyone read, they didn't need a TV although she could still be found planted on her butt in front of her grandma's TV watching cartoons on Saturday mornings.
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Kawanne, I am so sorry to hear the terrible news. With all that you have been through this must devastating. Does you son drive? If not you can rent a hitch trailer to attach to the back of the truck, but it’s not that easy to drive because you have to allow for parking and turning.
I can not believe about your husbands company, that’s disgraceful.
How far do you have to drive? Do you have any friends that would possibly be able to help?
I feel so bad for you and can understand why you feel the way you do.
Hang in there, I know this will work out one way or the other and you will get it done. I am praying for you daily. I will try harder.
Please let us know the outcome. Sending hugs your way, I hope they help.
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he doesn’t drive I’m already getting the car on a hitch on the rental truck… problem is the other car. I’ll have to find a way back to get it, and as soon as I can get a free title with probate court and whatnot then I could sell it if the bottom falls out.
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Can you get someone to drive it there and then fly them back? That might be an option.
When are you leaving?
Let me know when you are settled.
I can not even imagine what you are going through right now. You poor thing. I wish I lived close to you, maybe I could be of some help.
I am here if you need a shoulder.
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well I’m leaving as soon as that truck is loaded. Headed to Arkansas. The sooner I get gone, the sooner I can start rebuilding my life.
I just need a safe place to breathe, to cry, to- I dunno what else.
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Oh Gosh. I hope you get the driving situation worked out. Hopefully once you and your son are back home surrounded by friends and family both of you will feel a little better. And this doesn’t have to be permanent. Just a breather from everything you’ve gone through. Keep playing Pokemon Go and coloring! As always you’re in my thoughts and prayers.
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I’m so sorry to hear this. I’m shocked at your husband’s employer – that really is a disgrace.
I am praying that some kind angel (of the human variety) will appear to help you with driving the car and that your journey there will be safe, stress-free and watched over by angels of the other kind. Like the previous poster, I’m sure that once you reach your destination and have familiar family and old friends around you, you will be able to breathe easier and start to heal, surrounded by their love.
My thoughts and prayers are with you, as are the thoughts and prayers of many others. May God go with you.
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Kawanee, I’m also praying for you and will continue to pray. It’s terrible about your husband’s employer. No empathy is putting it mildly. I hope you find a driver. Do you have a pastor who could suggest someone honest who might be going that way and needs a ride and a little money besides? Keep up your strength. You’ve been great so far. ❤ — Suzanne
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Kawanee now needs a driver to help her and her son move.
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My heart goes out to you, Kawanee. All these complications when you least need them and you seem so alone. Hang in there. Eventually, it will be resolved and you will get your safety and time to grieve. A few more steps. ❤
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I think a lot of us wish we were close enough to be of some practical help.
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What a dreadful setback and I feel angry that its happened to you, interfering with your grieving. I am ashamed at the way the company has treated you. The car is a problem, wish I lived closer, i know we are all saying this but we all mean it. All I can do is pray that someone comes through that can help you with the driving and then when you get to Arkansas you can breathe and grieve properly.
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thank you. It’ll work out… eventually. I keep saying that over and over.. it’ll be okay. it’ll be okay..
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I know they sound hollow words. Sending love and huge comfy hugs. x
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