Revelation

As we count the day (3 to be exact) before our move, it's clear to me that this has to happen. Since the bear has expressed his dislike for the place we are in now, I've been witness to the most white trash living since I lived in the trailer park in Hermiston, Or. So many crazy people surround us as neighbors and when we first moved here I was blinded by it all. Since I work all day, I'm not around to see first hand how crazy and trashy these people really are. I understand the whole concept of being poor and living on welfare and needing living assistance. But do you really have to live like you are on it? I mean, poorly behaved children running a muck around the complex. People up at all hours of the day talking about their parole hearings, child support payments, and god knows what else. It's really sickening to me that not only did we subject ourselves to this place, but we are associated with it all for just living here. Again, I was blind to it all until this last summer when the bear pointed out a few things and my eyes opened widely to everything around us. From the scum living a building across from us, to the crazy dog walking lady that talks to herself. The saying "we all have to live somewhere" has never been so true. Since we didn't have the luxury of searching, we took what we knew, and even getting in here was a pain in the ass. That right there should have sent up red flags that we deserved better. However, now that the days are closing on this chapter in our lives, I can look back with no regrets just the happy thoughts knowing that we do deserve better and now we can say we have better.