today is a day of reckoning, of change, of hope for tomorrow. My god-sister whom i've been out of contact with over the past decade is moving in with us today. After reestablishing the connection no more than 4, or so, months ago we've realized where she is isn't where she should be. So my mother has taken her in to give her a helping hand once more in her life at the age of 32. My mom basically grew up as this woman's mother since her actual mother would just abuse her and other abusive things that could otherwise be correlated into that. This girl moved out at age 14, had a baby at 17 and I grew up with her son until about the age of 7 when he was 5 when my mother, who had legal custody of him, said he would be best suited in a stable home so she gave him up for adoption. Until this day I have yet to see my brother/nephew and neither has she. She's been in the same relationship with one man the past 10 years and she somehow ended up being the caretaker of his children and his home, etc. She became a slave. She became content, and now she's at her wits end. She's making a break for it. Since meeting my mom, my mother has been on a vendetta to point her in the right direction. So far, they've both accomplished her getting her high school diploma. And to you it sounds like a rudimentary accomplishment, but really it's quite a feat. I'm very proud of her. She's in the process to quit smoking which is also another feat for any person suffering from the addiction. It's just a lot to soak in, you know. Especially for her, in one day.

Picture yourself going to sleep, and waking up 10 years later knowing that you were sleep walking through your life and had made all the wrong decisions.